Today is 11 years. On Thursday, May 22, 1997 Shawn and I eloped.
11 years since Shawn came home from work, drove to my Grandma’s and said, “Do you want to get married today?, ” and I said, “sure.”
11 years since I weighed 102 lbs. and Shawn 195.
Sometimes I wish I could go back in time and do things over again, most days I don’t.
I don’t mean the big things like getting married or having kids. I’m talking about little things like not eating cheese and pickles for a snack when pregnant. Not wearing this to get married. (Though I can save myself some embarrassment because I did not go so far as to wear a hat.) Though these (not exact, but close enough), I still have and wear, I even have them in pink.
Happy Anniversary Babe!
I am going to publicly apologize for the quality of the photos. I am to lazy to hook up the scanner.




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