It's true... Julie and I have been married for 9 years now. 9. If that ain't a testimony to female patience I don't know what is. But imagine my amusement when I found that the traditional 9th anniversary gift was...
something in leather!? Excellent. I suppose this has a different meaning today than it did 100 years ago, but I can't help but chuckle at the clearly naughty conotation. Somewhere Blondage is smiling. Of course we've already celebrated properly... so I found this out to late... alas. Just dinner and a movie tonight... though if you've got kids under 4... then you know how hard that is to arrange.
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