Time flies

Two years ago today, I woke up a married woman for the first time. Holy crap.
It doesn’t feel like two years, at least in part because Twon and I aren’t all that big on anniversaries (except our zeroth-date anniversary, but we cheat because it’s the big Thank God It’s Over party for NaNo, so the party’s thrown for us). I still haven’t finished sorting all the photos we got from our friends and photographers, let alone put them in an album like I planned.
They say time flies when you’re having fun, maybe that’s why. I’m still as crazy in love with Twon as I was the day we got married. Best. Husband. Ever. /comic book guy.