Margret and I did not celebrate our anniversary today, because we both forgot. I guess you could say that it is a testament to the strength of our marriage that we don't need a "anniversary" to let each other know how we feel. Or it's just that we are apathetic about our marriage and to lethargic to care. I hope its the former, but I'm too lazy to think about it.
At least I was able to find a way to express my feelings through one my favorite mediums: post-modern tourist attraction sculptures. It was either this or a t-shirt and God knows that I don't "heart" PHL. Philadelphia is what would happen if Boston and East St. Louis had a baby.
Happy 6th anniversary Margret. Love it!