To the guy who’s put up with my picky-ness and my family for 24 years…who’s eaten concoctions ranging from celery casserole (?!) to luscious leftovers…who’s endured our animal kingdom and all the carpet stains, rainy walks and dogfarts that it represents….I love you! I’m in it for the long run.
What is the traditional 24 year gift…I think it must be Tupperware….or maybe copper, ’cause we’re trying to save our pennies for a real vacation NEXT year!