Yes. That’s Beau and me, 18 years ago on Sunday.

December 16th, 1994 … a day that changed my life forever.

Ladies … I really did snag a good one. Actually, I’m pretty sure he was and still is (even though he is a tad grumpier than before … old age will do that to you {wink, wink}) the only one for me.

He gets me. And, I get him, except when I have to pick up his socks. I don’t get that.

Let me explain one thing … 

Marriage is one of the best things ever created. I love being married, even better being married to my best friend. Is it always easy? No. But, it’s the same with any relationship. You’re gonna have good times and bad. That’s what those vows were all about. We’ve stuck it out and we continue to work on making our marriage as strong as ever … 18 years to go (and more).

I wouldn’t trade my Beau for anything or anyone.

Summed up:

He loves me no matter what and he’s good to me.

He makes me feel like, as Rihanna says, “the only girl in the world.” (that was not an endorsement of Rihanna … let’s get it straight)

I hope he feels the same about me. I mean … he’s got to. I pick up his socks, remember?

Happy Anniversary, babe! Let’s kiss in front of the children and make them uncomfortable!

I love you!