5 years

I like how things can go crazy, and then God works making series of fortunate and unfortunate events still work out better than the original plan.

Our 5th anniversary is Friday (wow that was fast!), so is our SS Christmas party. We talked about it, and had decided to go to it and instead celebrate our anniversary on Saturday. I was thinking it might be better anyway since I'll be done with finals and recuperated from the past few weeks by then. We talked again and decided to wait a couple more days when we would be in Austin for the whole week before Christmas and my awesome in-laws can just watch Sam and we can just enjoy the time without watching the clock. [It's also going to be nice being able to relax as a family. Plus David was overseas and then in CO the first 10 days of December. He came back and I've been working on things for finals so it's almost like the entire month we've seen each other only in passing.]

The more I got to thinking about it, I realized David first asked me out at the New Years Party (close enough) for our then-Sunday School class The Junction. What first REALLY grabbed my attention about him was a certain pair of white elephant gifted Santa socks he had worn to church a week or two prior, just before Christmas. He sat a few rows in front of me and while I was already acquainted with him I thought, "any man that can wear those socks in public must really have some serious self-confidence." That's right, much to his chagrin a pair of socks won me over initially. We still have them. He gets to wear them on Friday. Unless they somehow disappear before then. ;)

The Director of our single-life class is actually now the Director of our current married life class The Gathering. Austin isn't where we met, but it was the first place we lived as a married couple. It will be fun to celebrate (at least to me!) on the actual day with our friends who we've known since the start of our relationship (and Sam since it's family friendly!!!) and then a few days later be able to take a trip down memory lane (lovingly known to me as W. 18th Street ;)) when we celebrate it just the two of us.

Thank you Lord for changing my plans.