We had our cake and, wait for it, ATE IT TOO!

The sneaky highlight of our anniversary evening might have been the cake. In typical first year anniversary tradition, the top of our cake was swept away from the reception, wrapped, and placed in the freezer for October 20, 2008.

Expecting freezer burned nastiness, we also had a back-up plan. We got a free cake from our cake makers for screwing up our wedding cake. (And by screwing up I mean it had black ribbon instead of brown ribbon, but no one could tell due to the "mood lighting" of the reception hall.)

Alas, we sampled the original cake top anyhow. AND IT WAS FANTASTIC. Somehow the cake fought back the effects of freezer burn and drying it. It was soft and sweet and full of moisture. (Note to some readers: That sentence intentionally avoided a certain word that many of you detest.) We were both shocked and pleasantly surprised. We were also with cake. Lots of cake.

Happy Anniversary!

A year (actually 366 days) ago today, I married the love of my life, my best friend, and the only person I have ever trusted with all of my being. The woman I never dreamed I would find. I thank God every day that I did not settle, as I had resigned myself to do. If I had settled, I never would have known you.

I do not fear growing old anymore, because I will grow old with you. I cherish that thought, in fact. The memories we have already made could fill most lifetimes. I cannot even fathom what the next 70 years will hold for us!

So to the most patient, compassionate, loving woman I know: Happy Anniversary. You are now, and will always be, my home. I love you.

Confucius say:

When called an idiot sometimes is better to be quiet, than open mouth and remove all doubt.