Well, it looks like I haven’t updated this ol’ blog in quite some time. Three months, to be exact. I just wanted to pop in and say hi.
So, hi.
I went on a kind of real-life-induced hiatus over the past couple of months for a few reasons. The main one being that I got a job. A job I’ve wanted for a LONG time and was finally offered to me. That was at the end of January, and ever since then, I’ve been slammed with work. But in a really good way.
I’m finally feeling like life is returning to normal, so I figured I’d return myself, to my blog. Some things may have changed, but I’m still working through life and work and friends and… basically everything you go through in your twenties.
I hope you’ll stick with me!
I celebrated something pretty cool this weekend. It was my boyfriend’s and my second anniversary.
Only, if you mentioned it to him, he’d get in his huffmobile and ride away at a hundred miles per hour.
For some reason, he thinks just because it’s been two years since our first date, it doesn’t qualify as an “anniversary.” Anniversaries, according to him, only apply to married couples.
Sorry, but I don’t buy it.
Anniversary literally means the passing of a year, right? There are plenty of anniversaries that have nothing to do with marriage… The anniversary of signing the Declaration of Independence; the anniversary of Watergate breaking; the anniversary of your twenty-first birthday, etc.
So why is it illegitimate for couples to celebrate the anniversary of getting together just because they’re not married?
(The answer: it’s not.)
I think it’s a big accomplishment for couples to stay together for an extended period of time, and it should be something to celebrate!
(Like, with some flowers and a trip to Outback Steakhouse.)
What do you guys think? Do you celebrate the anniversary of when you and your Sig. O got together, or are you saving it for marriage? Let me know!
(I did get my steak dinner, btdubs. I’ve got standards.)
