April 17th

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Eight years ago today, my best friend Rebecca and I had a kickass Gloria Estefan themed joint birthday party at a local bar. It was loads of fun (and loads of mango rum.) I invited the boy that I had a crush on, but he was producing a late-nite comedy show, so I didn't think he would be able to make it.

When he walked through the doors, suddenly no one else was in the room.

(Two years later, I married him.)

Eight years later, he's still the only one I see. I'm most happiest in his arms.  I love him more and more every single day.

Happy (dating) Anniversary, my love.


Erica and Fuzzy

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Best day of my life, except for every day that has followed.

Oh y'all, this brought tears to my eyes!! you are both so special!xoxox