A couple years ago Jon and I were discussing the things that made us jealous beyond belief as children. He was jealous of the other kids that were able to go onto carnival rides (he gets nauseous easily, the big baby) and I was jealous of how everyone seemed to have personalized items; everyone, but me. Like, when I was a kid, I would get upset that I never saw the name 'Joli' on the little vanity license plates for bikes or on cups/toothbrushes/etc.
The other day was our 8 year anniversary... He gave me a mug he made with my name on it. The card read 'Happy Anniversary, this one is yours'. It was one of the most thoughtful gifts I have ever received and it was kitchenware. XD
The other day was our 8 year anniversary... He gave me a mug he made with my name on it. The card read 'Happy Anniversary, this one is yours'. It was one of the most thoughtful gifts I have ever received and it was kitchenware. XD







