the first night casey and i met, i sat and stared at the side of his head, marveling it: thick, marcelled, hazelnut-colored like his eyes. my god, i thought, he has such nice hair.
over the past three years of wedded bliss [almost five years as couple en toto], the glorious hair has been clipped to stubble, pomaded, grown back out, and lovingly coaxed into other incarnations: the caesar, the andy dick, the indie-rocker shag, the mohican. and yes, some of the glorious follicles that caught my attention, sensing their job is done, have since disappeared, but my memory of this day on the beach is as fresh as the valentine's day rose on my desk today.
... the feel of his freshly shaven face
... clutching his back in the tux jacket
... the cool way the sunset reflected light back into our eyes that made them feel like they glowed from the inside
... never wanting to stop hugging from ankle to earlobe
it seems fitting that, tonight, on our anniversary, we're headed to my sister's condo for her to cut our hair for the first time in probably a year.
happy anniversary! i love you!
3 comments:
And a Happy Anniversary to my Sweet P! I'm honored to get my 15 minutes as the subject of your blog feature.
Boy, aren't we romantic on this our third Anniversary. Make sure to atleast let your viewers know that last year at this time we upped the romance factor and went skiing in Montreal.
What a wonderful post in your blog. It gave me goosebumps. I can't believe that it has been 3 years.
It was such a beautiful event.
You two are marvelous!
One of the prettiest weddings I've ever attended, setting was perfect and so was the couple!
To me it seems like only yesterday, Happy Anniversary to you both. Love you.
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