Eight Years and Counting

Today is my 8th Wedding Anniversary. It is traditionally the Bronze Anniversary, with the modern gifts being linens and lace. My husband woke up this morning and told me it was the spatula anniversary. I don't even begin to guess why. I think the linens and lace would be if you survived the 7 year itch (lots of marriages break up at either 7 years or 13 years, go figure), then you go out and splurge on new bedding and fancy underwear or something like that.