What, you haven't been taking notes? And my parents and in-laws didn't send you a card?
Well, let me tell you then. Anniversary. Wedding. 11 years ago. Chicago City Hall. Basement (more of a pedestrian underpass, really).
One of the books I started this summer and set aside because others came along is Lord Byron's Don Juan. In it there's this funny line:
All tragedies are finish'd by a death,
All comedies are ended by a marriage.
Funny and mellifluous, but, in our case, wrong. As far as I can tell, our comedy continues. Yay, us.
I love you, Julie.