Ten years ago today I was finishing up my first week at my new job... with a date with a cute graphic designer who worked in the same office as me.
Ten years ago today I found myself at a work-related charity silent auction, featuring the band Beatlejuice (R.I.P. Brad Delp). To be honest, I had no idea what a Beatlejuice was - only that a cute guy from my new job had asked me to attend with him.
Ten years ago today I insisted that I'd meet him at the event, rather than give him the convoluted directions to my parents' home - why confuse him with somewhat difficult directions until I find out if there'll be a second date?
Ten years ago - there was a second date.
And a third.
And so on.
Every month for that next year, on the 11th of each month, we'd celebrate with a card, a dinner out, and a celebratory, Happy Eleven! greeting.
Over the last 10 years, there has not been one day that he and I have not at least talked on the phone.
On our first year dating anniversary, we celebrated with a trip to Saint Malo, France, ending with a weekend in Paris.
Almost exactly 2 1/2 years after meeting, we were married on a beautiful New England autumn day.
Later, we bought our old New England farmhouse, signing the closing papers on our 2nd wedding anniversary.
We soon found out our co-worker's cat delivered the two little kitties we'd soon be adopting. They were born right around the time I found out I was pregnant with Sweetie.
Then, of course, Sweetie arrived - just in time for that next year's Christmas!
Our family has grown. Our love has grown - adjusted - settled - strengthened - expanded - but never lessened.
Happy Eleven, Pumpkin Eyes! Still loving you, after all these years.