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Third anniversary

It's hard to believe that 7/2/10 was three years ago! I love to reminisce about our wedding day...even though I was anxious about silly things on the actual day (Will people have fun? Will they be annoyed about having to wait in line for the bar? Will the shuttle pick people up on time? etc, etc, etc). In retrospect, who cares? I got to marry my best friend, and all (or 99%) of our favorite people in the world were there to celebrate with us! 
{Tessie was there too--in the form of a fondant decoration on the cake!}
We've stuck with the "traditional" anniversary gifts for each other, which is fun because it requires a little extra creativity. 

For our wedding day, I don't know whether we were traditional or not...but Chris gave me tickets to an Ingrid Michaelson concert (for us and our friends Marie and Chuck)! I gave Chris personalized cufflinks with a map of Spain on each one.

For our first (paper) anniversary, Chris gave me a two-year subscription to Vanity Fair, which was awesome--and has actually somehow been extended to three years even though he swears he didn't call to extend it (I'm not complaining!) I gave him The Indiana Jones Handbook (a guide for adventurers). We also ate frozen pieces of our wedding cake (which we saved in place of the cake topper), and it was actually still very good!

For our second (cotton) anniversary, Chris gave me a Johns Hopkins University t-shirt (since I started my MPH program on our anniversary), and I gave him a cotton lunch bag for work (since he had just gotten hired for his first teaching job)--and a reusable sandwich bag to go with it. (The sandwich bag is not cotton...but I thought it was awesome, so I got it anyway. We have since bought several more, because they really are awesome.)

The third anniversary is the leather anniversary. Since we don't currently have any money, we are deferring the gift-giving until our bank accounts are repleted. In the meantime, we have this song: You & I (which Chris learned to play on the ukulele...we occasionally have sing-alongs). 

{photo by Andrea Bibeault}


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  1. Ha! "You and I" is our song too. A friend is playing it at the wedding on her Japanese instrument. Yay!

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