It was seven years ago today that my lovely bride literally became "my bride" and said "I do" in front of the minister in Carmel-by-the-Sea, Ca. It was a wonderful destination wedding for the two of us....we didn't tell anyone else until the deed was done.
Our trip began rather ominously when our airplane couldn't take off from Dallas due to a flat tire. They finally found a jack big enough to lift a fully-loaded 767 and we departed for San Francisco.
It was a beautiful drive down to the Monterrey Peninsula and our accommodations at the Tickle Pink Inn. (Don't laugh, it is a VERY nice place high on a hillside overlooking the Pacific.)
We did all the usual sightseeing....Pebble Beach, San Simeon, Big Sur, enjoyed a spirited drive down the winding Pacific Coast Hwy (I enjoyed it, K turned green), etc, but discovered that just sitting at a sidewalk cafe was pretty much the height of leisurely enjoyment.
Being the architecture aficionado I am I enjoyed seeing all the storybook homes in town (thanks for indulging me, K), and walking down Carmel's Main St, which was all decorated for Christmas, was a joy. (Did I just say looking at Christmas decorations was a joy? *snap out of it Dude!*)
Now here we are seven years later and she's still talking to me, and actually even seems to enjoy it. She's certainly more than I deserve.
I doubt life can get any better.
I love you Kelly. Happy Anniversary. :)