Kim from work was telling me that her whole freezer was full of wedding cake, that she knew you were supposed to eat a piece on your first anniversary, but she wasn't quite sure what to do with the rest. She couldn't figure out what was a special enough occasion to get it out for. "Breakfast?" I suggested. One of the things I hope for myself, and I hope it for all y'all too, is that every day can be a wedding-cake-for-breakfast day. And the hell with getting married first; I mean that for everyone, even the people who are quite happy in their solitude, thank you very much.
I'm still, apparently, way too overwhelmed to write about it, but I do want to say thank you. I can't believe what we were given, all the help and love and support and food and decorating and thoughtfulness, and if I can give it back on any occasion (wedding, birthday, third Thursday of the month--you pick) I would love to be a part of that.
You guys rock.