google-site-verification: google935433b691795853.html KRISTY BERRIDGE: Wedding Anniversary

Sunday, 5 August 2012

Wedding Anniversary

Today is my seventh wedding anniversary. I'm supposed to be itchy right about now but I have to admit that I'm not - I'm content. We've technically been together for fourteen years, so I suppose if we were going to jump ship we would have done it a few years ago - so there must be some love there.
I have to admit, though, it kind of blows me away that I have lived in the same house with someone that long and not plotted their ultimate demise. After seventeen years under my parent's roof I was hankering to get out on my own, my teenage mind convinced I was being suppressed from any form of fun. Yet oddly enough, fourteen years later with hubby, I am comforted by the thought of waking up to the freight train snoring that pours forth from his mouth each night. I also like that he drives me crazy with his non-stop talking in the car to and from work (he never shuts up). I like that when I ask him, 'do I look good in this?' he always says, 'you are one skinny bitch' even though he is clearly lying.
I especially love that after fourteen years he conveniently still does not know the difference between synthetic and cotton clothes and thus cannot operate the washing machine. I love that every job he attempts in an effort to help around the house is half-assed, but at least started. I love that I can always find him the grocery store because he has the voice of a foghorn. I love that I constantly abuse him about his poor driving skills, yet he continues to drive me around because I'm too lazy to claim the driver's seat. I love that his idea of weeding the garden is throwing mulch over the top so you just can't see them. I love that he can open cupboard doors and draws in the kitchen but can't seem to reverse the action with any real finesse. And, of course, I love that his terrible sense of humour sometimes takes me by surprise and has me bent in half, gasping for breath. Oh, and I love that when I fart, he screams at me with things like 'I'm gonna die!', a slow smile plastered across his face.
Hubby, I love your guts. Despite our combined flaws, we fit together like a jigsaw puzzle - always unfinished, but constantly in a state of revealing something quite special. So, in light of the fact that I'm now erring on the mushy side, I found this song that sums up my feelings of you perfectly.

Okay, I'm kidding - here's the real one!

Kristy :)


  1. Kristy, this was great. Your marriage sounds like its based on solid ground. Happy Anniversary and many, many more!
    Julie xo

    1. Thanks! We should, but he hasn't read this post yet ... LOL!

  2. Happy Anniversary!!

    Here is to 14 more years of pure awesomeness. :)

    Oh, and plotting your husbands demise is always on the back burner when you have plenty of fictional people to off. lol Hello to cheap ass therapy. ;)P

    1. All hail being a writer. You are right. I hope I don't run out of ideas, otherwise, hubby could lose body parts if he keeps forgetting to close the knife draw ... LOL, thanks for the comment!

  3. Wishing the happy couple a very Happy Wedding Anniversary. How very sweet. Thanks for sharing... Well, thanks for sharing most of what you did. There were a few things that I didn't need to hear about. *laughs*
    Keep laughing and keep smiling, you two!!



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