"and I think 21 is gonna be a good year"

to steal from The Who, the title comes from "Tommy."

Doug and I celebrated our anniversary on June 1st, with a gorgeous dinner at a restaurant in Haverhill, and then drinks after with my boss (and friend) and co-worker (and friend) who I think will always be my friends even after I don't work with them. My husband was charming and adorable. We laughed a lot. I mean, a lot. And it wasn't just the espresso martinis talking.

I've been married for 21 years. And half of those years are blogged here. Which is just plain weird. I love Doug beyond all reason and rationale. He is my Samwise Gamgee. He carries me through the horrors and I am as his Frodo forever thankful.

I do not know what I would do without him.

So, happy 21. Our marriage is legal, to drink "drunkening fluids" as Geoff once called them.

Long may we run.