Seven Years

Today is our anniversary.

The Rooster woke us up at four a.m. and kept us awake for awhile.

Consequently, when we finally decided it was OFFICIALLY morning, we were grumpy.

[Squabbling happened.]

Still, K and I made up for it in our own way.

"Seven years," I said, "Do you have the Seven Year Itch, K?

K reached down and scratched himself like an ape.

Then with a grin of total self-satisfaction, he said,

"Not anymore."

[Oh, the ROMANCE!]