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Today is our third wedding anniversary. I thought about all sorts of mushy things that I could write to commemorate this event. A letter to Quinn, telling her how wonderful her father is. Gag. An essay on how wonderful Andy is and how happy I am to be married to him and how I'm looking forward to being a parent with him. Urk. I'd like to tell you a snappy little anecdote about him, like the one I told on our last anniversary, but I can't think of anything. I tried to make a list of things that Andy does that makes me smile, but no one would find it funny but me (and him), probably. I mean, I'm not here to make you all nauseated in the face of our personal jokes. But I do want to commemorate this date because it's important to me. The fact that I'm still so goofy-smiley-happy when I think of my husband is something I'm proud of. So I will just keep my message simple this year. Happy anniversary to my favorite friend.
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