One Year

Nels and I have made it to one year on Saturday. We talked about it and decided we will try for two years. But that was over an incredibly scrumptious surprise meal that I made him, so perhaps he was feeling a bit swayed. I made salmon (first time!) strawberry-almond salad, pasta, and an apple-spice cake. I also lit candles to top it all off. All in all, I felt like such a good wife that day, that the only lame thing that could throw off my groove was a really bad cold, which showed symptoms the day of.
Strangely enough, that was exactly how Valentines had been. I was fine and dandy, but on Valentines I caught something really, really bad, that we didn't do anything that day. (We had observed it the weekend before, though, so we were covered.) Anyway, I seem to be getting sick only on romantic holidays lately... sketchy.
Anyway, thoughts on being married for one year? Time really flew. It didn't seem hard at all. We pretty much like each other. The lucky thing is that everyday reminds us of that. Even when we were new newly weds (meaning 6 months or less), we didn't have a difficult "adjustment." It felt natural and normal. I think that's a good sign for us, regardless of how sick I get on our anniversary.