I first laid eyes on my future husband twenty years ago last Friday. (He was wearing a hockey mask and chasing people around with a chainsaw. The fact that this was not a deal-breaker in our relationship says a great deal about the participants.) On Cinco de Mayo of 2009, we will have been an item for twenty years; on New Year's Eve of that same ( Read more... )

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