Today we're celebrating our eleventh(!) anniversary being together. My gawsh how fast things've gone. It has been just recently that it has really sunk in that we were actually just kids when we first started dating at seventeen, eighteen years old. Ofcourse no-one had to tell us what to do, we had allll the answers, to everything!
Looking back I wish some of that fearless, brave and almost overly confident attitude had stuck around a bit. Wouldn't wanna go back though, haha.
Last week for Halloween, I took Zoë in the car with me and drove up to a little place nearby that sells lots and lots of pumpkins in all different shapes and sizes.
After we came home and unloaded all of the pumpkins
I was 4 years old when I first got my ears pierced and for the next 8 years or so, I was happily sporting a nice pair of ladybugs, tiny pink crystals or shiny silver dolphins in my ears. (My mom actually made me a jewelry box, so all of my studs could be nicely categorized by animal, flower or color :)
But when the time came to go to the 'big school' it quickly went from 2, to 4, to 5 and eventually 10 piercings divided over both ears. You could say