My Hub

It was our 8th anniversary on Tuesday.  8 is not a very high number.  However, Mark noted that 8 on its side is infinity. How that has an effect on our marriage is a mystery to me!

Ever the romantic ones, I bought him a MUCH-needed pair of running shoes and he bought me three ceramic pots.  Let me say this: we could not have loved the presents more.  Mark read that pottery is the 8th anniversary traditional present, and felt that ceramic pots would foot the bill, especially with our recent foray into backyard landscaping.  I didn't have the heart to tell him that it's actually the 9th anniversary traditional gift.  Oops!  Anyway, I wouldn't have wanted anything made of rubber and I have no need of bronze in our house (the traditional 8th anniversary gifts).  And next year, on our 9th, I'll let him know that "pottery" is in the title of that oh-so-stylish and COSTLY store, Pottery Barn, so if he should want to fulfill his duty, he can snag me 8 of their Napolean Dining Chairs.

Anyhoo, I love my Marky so much.  He is my best friend and a most terrific companion.  I could not be more grateful for him and for God bringing him into my life.  Mark is a reminder that the Lord is so good!