The Last Ninth

Today, December 9th, will always hold a special place in my heart.  Today marks one year since Sphinx got down on one knee and asked me to be his wife on the rooftop of the Contemporary Hotel in Disney World. And eight years ago, we hung out together for the first time and he asked me out on a real date.  It's been eight years of crazy twists, turns, moves, emotions, and lots of hugs.

Even though it's a little silly, we've always recognized the ninth of the month.  We don't give presents every month, but we always try and tell each other "Happy Ninth!"  I was the one who started it, after I got up to college and realized how much I missed him.  He could have looked at me like a crazy girl...

Found on College Humor

but he played along with me instead.  And we've now gotten to 96 of these months together.  We'll be getting married just after 101 months of dating, and then the clock resets.  I suppose we can always acknowledge the date, but we'll have a whole new anniversary to celebrate together.

For now, I'm a little choked up at this being our last dating anniversary and our only engage-aversary.  We're keeping it low key and grabbing some dinner together, but the date has caused me to be very reflective.  While this last year has flown by with dresses, venues, food, and invitations, the heart of all of this is our commitment to each other.  It's sometimes easy to push the relationship aside when there are planning decisions to be made, this is what we'll have when all of the party-stuff is said and done.  Living together, planning a wedding together, and just growing up together in the last year has only helped to confirm that Sphinx is absolutely the person I want by my side for every single day going forward.  His very presence or voice can cheer me up when I'm having a bad day and he's my partner in crime for all of the adventures that we take on.

Some recent pictures - LSU vs. Arkansas game and Saints vs. Panthers game.

Dear Sphinx, I love you with all my heart.
And you'll only have to deal with crazy bride brain for a little longer. You can handle it, dude.