little bitty girl

Dearest Stefan,

I just discovered one of the sucky things about being married. Because now we have this dilemna of having two anniversaries. Most people say that when you get married, it goes back to zero. How can that be? That is such crap. Let this be a cautionary tale for those of you still living in sin. All your hard work goes to pot once you tie the knot. Well, I've decided to defy those naysayers who say that we cannot celebrate both.

6 years dude! Why am I so surprised with every year that goes by? Because in so many ways, we're such different people. You're this really rational, practical person whereas I live my life, head always in the clouds. You're so neat and orderly, all your socks and underwear sorted in their separate compartments. With me, you can always tell where I've landed as soon as I get home. If I decide halfway my socks are bothering me, off they go. Too hot? Sweater off too. You often come home and find one sock in the doorway and the other buried in the couch. You patiently gather my belongings and sort them while I follow you around, nattering about some random thing that has caught my interest. You read an average of one book every two months. Every night you sit down with that one book and pour intensely through it. I go through books like a person goes through kleenex and you bewail the fact that I need to read at least five books at the same time.

But in so many ways so similar. We're both so intensely loyal to our friends, we love our families, we always fight on who gets the better people watching seat at restaurants (I usually win because I'm speedy), we are insane about Mindy (you, more so than me although you don't want to admit it), we'll be watching something and inevitably one of us will make a comment on the very thing that the other was thinking about.

Lately, our newest thing is that we "cheek" each other. This started when I was too lazy or distracted one morning to give you a proper kiss goodbye. Instead, I offered you my right cheek and in defiance, you pressed your left cheek against mine. I didn't even notice what you were doing until one whole minute later when we had been standing in the hallway, cheek to cheek. Now, I sort of do it on purpose because I think it's so funny and sweet at the same time. I can't wait to see what other ridiculous things we come up with.

Love, Karen