At this time 3 years ago, we were waking up and gathering all of the stuff we needed to get married. We showered, I grabbed every bit of makeup I owned, and we made our way to Eddie’s parents’ campground to drop him off before I drove down to Mom’s to get all dolled up in my princess dress.
From there it was off to Roger Williams Park in Providence, to the Temple to Music, for a wedding that was as unique as we are. Custom vows, a kiss, and suddenly our family size had doubled.
And I don’t think anyone could as for a better husband. He loves me unconditionally, with all my issues and flaws that he insists I don’t have. And I love him with all my heart, even though he claims his farts smell like roses.
Tags: love
Awwww! Adorable… Thanks for sharing that.
um, yeah they do smell like roses!
Happy Anniversary Fuxorz!!! Just got back from Cali.. I
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