Amidst all the hubbub of switching jobs, I nearly missed the significance of the date. (And no, I don’t mean April Fools.) On this day eight years ago, I finally told a cute boy how much I liked him and I kissed him on a dodgy dancefloor in London. He’s now my best friend and my husband. Happy (real) anniversary, Snookums.
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