Vi har nån sorts jubileum idag. Luciadagen är lätt att komma ihåg. Vi blev tillsammans den 13 dec, men är inte säkra på när. Ett år som gifta, ett år som förlovade, ett år tillsammans borde betyda att vi blev tillsammans för tre år sen? Hjälp vad tiden går!
Jag minns vår första puss som om det var igår. I shall go and plant one on him this very moment.
Och här får ni en halvrolig historia om äktenskap.
Marriage is sharing A LOT OF FUN
The old man placed an order for one hamburger, French fries and a drink.
He unwrapped the plain hamburger and carefully cut it in half, placing one half in front of his wife.
He then carefully counted out the French fries, dividing them into two piles and neatly placed one pile in front of his wife.
He took a sip of the drink, his wife took a sip and then set the cup down between them. As he began to eat his few bites of hamburger, the people around them were looking over and whispering.
Obviously they were thinking, 'That poor old couple - all they can afford is one meal for the two of them.'
As the man began to eat his fries a young man came to the table and politely offered to buy another meal for the old couple. The old man said, they were just fine - they were used to sharing everything.
People closer to the table noticed the little old lady hadn't eaten a bite. She sat there watching her husband eat and occasionally taking turns sipping the drink..
Again, the young man came over and begged them to let him buy another meal for them. This time the old woman said 'No, thank you, we are used to sharing everything.'
Finally, as the old man finished and was wiping his face neatly with the napkin, the young man again came over to the little old lady who had yet to eat a single bite of food and asked 'What is it you are waiting for?'