It's Been Three Years!

Three years ago James promised to commit to forsake me.

And then he promised to commit to NEVER forsake me.

And I became the luckiest, most blessed woman in the world.

I Married One of the Mario Brothers

This is my husband. I left him for two weeks and came back to a scrawny, bearded man. After many protests, he shaved the beard.  But left the stach. He looks like a certain famous Italian plumber.

Or Captain Hook.  Of course, I love him anyway.  I just won't kiss him.