Touch me. Touch me like you didn't touch me last night.

Three years ago today, this happened:



We've been together for over 11 years now, and she still blows my mind every time she walks in the door.

Right before the ceremony, I threw away the vows I'd written. I knew that if I couldn't make them up on the spot and appropriately describe her fantasticalness, I didn't deserve her. The whole ceremony was a blur of awesome, but I do remember mentioning in my vows that she asked me not to mention giant robots in my vows.

She still said "I do." Actually, I think she might have said "Sure."

I remember that I cried more than her, and that afterwards my face hurt from smiling so much.



When we kissed, we nearly vibrated, Flash-like, into another dimension.



Which would have been just fine, so long as we both went...

Congats, again, to Aaron and Renee.

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