I met my husband when I was 19 and he was 21.
Four years ago today, we got married. I was 23 and he was 25. (My students freak out when they find out how young I was...but when you know, you know.) Since we come from different religious backgrounds, we got married in a chapel on our college campus. The officiant: an English professor we had in common!
During my first year of teaching, some of my kids Googled me and found this picture of us walking down the aisle. They said, "Miss. You're on the internet. Your face looks weird."
I said, "I know guys. That's what it looks like when I'm happy." (That first year of teaching was rough. My students now might think that face looks more familiar.)
Making amazing clay cake toppers (seriously, it's the spitting image of us!)
Getting the party going (in case you're wondering, this is "Livin' On A Prayer")
We went on our honeymoon to Ireland, where we ate awesome doughnuts, stayed up late, met some of my family members who still live there, and enjoyed more general tomfoolery.
Since then, we've had four amazing years together. I look forward to all the rest!