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Today is my 10th wedding anniversary. Scott and I have been together for 19 years. That's longer than I was alive before I met him.

I've been running across love stories and wedding things today without looking for them, which is funny.

We still work really well together. He's an enormous part of my life, and me, and I am always glad I married him, even when I would like to throttle him for, once again, leaving his dirty clothes in a pile on the floor a whole two feet away from the hamper (seriously, just toss the damn things at it, what harm would it do?!). There is nothing better in the world than making him laugh. (Making the Zweeble laugh is equally good, but slightly more difficult.)

So, yeah. That's basically it. Happy anniversary, Scott. I love you.