Today is 4-5-13.
On this day 7 years ago, 4-5-06, Jon and I had our first date.
We went to the Winking Lizard and joined the World Tour of Beers. Because nothing says true love like sharing a lager with your crush.
We consider that our first "date," but, when you're friends with someone for 4 years before you start dating them, it's kinda like "Hey, let's hang out like normal, only now we might kiss at the end of the night."
|The oldest recorded picture of us on Facebook and therefore readily available to post. May 2007 I think?|
Seven years. This is supposedly the time when couples develop the "7 Year Itch" aka they are growing tired of each other, I guess. I just know it as a Marilyn Monroe flick. This also means that we have lived together for 7 years. (Stop judging me - we were roommates while we were still friends, and then we started dating and it seemed silly to live apart at that point.)
Now I'm not saying that we are a perfect couple or having a perfect marriage. But after 7 years, I love him exponentially more than I ever thought I could.
|2007/8 - I think?|
Maybe it's the fact that we've been through the worst experience imaginable together. Maybe it's because we have the world's most wonderful daughter, and another on the way. Maybe it's because he makes me laugh like no one can.
Whatever it is, I can honestly say I don't feel the "itch." Metaphorically, I feel like we've only "scratched" the surface our relationship. Meaning, holy cow that was a quick 7 years! I still feel like we're learning about each other.
We have so much going on in our lives right now, maybe we'll experience a 9 year itch. I'm sure we are not immune to hard times in our marriage.
But for now, dare I say I actually still like this fella?
As for my non-announcement, it's Non because I don't want to say it out loud until it's all said and done.
But let's just say, hypothetically, that maybe we sold our house. And, hypothetically, maybe bought another one.
Hypothetically of course.