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The 7 Days Flickr group is here. Stay tuned for the next 6 days to see what I come up with. I think I can handle a 7-day commitment.

Updated to add: This photo made it in to Flickr Explore #265 on October 3, 2009.

This is for Matte.

You can make your own here.

Three years ago tomorrow, Matte and I had our first date. I wrote about it once, here.

It took me a long time to find him, and if I had to do it all over again, I would relive all the lonely nights doing jigsaw puzzles, horrible first dates with match dot com guys, hours of 10-minute dating sessions, and bad boyfriends, if it meant I would end up with Matte in the end.

I never thought I could be so happy or find someone so perfect for me. And gotdamnit if we don’t make a cute couple.

Photo by Saj.

…sometimes it’s because you just bought a lemon tree.

… and maybe with this lemon tree, you have visions of fresh-squeezed lemonade, lemon sorbet, chicken piccata, lemon vinaigrette, lemon meringue pie, margaritas, hefeweizen, lemon bars, garnishes for cosmopolitans before you go see Sex and the City on the silver screen.
keep reading When life hands you lemons…

May 25 marks what?
a) The release of Star Wars Episode IV: A New Hope
b) Towel Day
c) The day that I married the love of my life
d) All of the above

If you answered d, you’re a genius. And if you know what Towel Day is, you’re also a geek.

Today, Matte and I are celebrating our first anniversary. Last night we had dinner here, the restaurant that catered our wedding. We drank fantastic wine from the winery where we got married, and for dessert, the restaurant replicated a small version of our wedding cake. It was a perfect meal, with perfect company.

After leftover wedding cake for breakfast, Matte and I are visiting Murrieta’s Well for a few tastes of wine and a picnic (if the weather holds out). Then we have appointments at a spa for some pampering, courtesy of our friends June and Beth.

We got each other gifts, (paper is the traditional first wedding gift), but my gift to him isn’t ready yet, and his to me wasn’t ready in time either. So, darn, we’ll just have to celebrate again next weekend! As someone who celebrates their birthday for the entire month of August, this is fine by me. And I do have a gorgeous floral arrangement to enjoy. It’s made of purple irises, white roses and green hydrangeas – the same flowers that decorated our special day – all kept safely out of the destructive cats’ reach.

The other day, my friend Krissy, who introduced me to Matte said that she was thinking about us and realized that Matte is the perfect guy for me. She said it is as if we were made for each other. I couldn’t agree more.

Matte, I love you with all my heart. If this past year is any indication, we are in for a wonderful life together, filled with laughter, silliness, and love.

What’s worse:

The fact that Matte was singing loudly and rocking out to Joey Scarbury’s Theme from the Greatest American Hero in my car?
or
that I have that song on my iPod?

I think it’s a toss-up