three years ago today i got married to my favourite bearded guy in the whole world.
i just want to say for the record that ian is an amazing husband. no, seriously, he's better than yours. he's always cleaning and he does the laundry. he chops my carrots every night for my lunch and he pretends to think all of my opinions are interesting and thoughtful (they're not). he never laughs at my jokes but i know that it's for my own good because my humor-related ego is already huge enough. he's also a real looker, obviously.
as anyone who's ever been in a relationship can relate to, we generally just sit around gazing lovingly into each others' eyes.