the best day of my life...

you can try, but you will probably not find any person on the face of the planet who is happier about being married than me. just ask my friends, they'll confirm it. i totally love my husband and i love being his wife. my wedding day was, by far, the best day of my life and i relive it over and over in my daydreams. even though the month or two (or six) leading up to the big day were torture (sorry hon, but you know it's true) it was worth every minute and we're stronger for having gotten through it together. did i mention i love being married?

that's why i think it's total crap that gay marriage has not been legalized. why should people be deprived of their right to wedded bliss just for loving a person that you wouldn't? how self-centered do you have to be to think that's ok? i don't like celery. does that mean no one should be allowed to eat "ants on a log"? i don't like rush limbaugh (duh), does that mean nobody should be allowed to listen to him? (but really, nobody should, it's for their own good. sorry, i digress...) it just makes me sad, i can't imagine if i were not allowed to marry my husband. it would be like a huge part of me would be missing. like my heart or my lungs. would you really want to take away a person's heart and lungs? they would die. but i guess that just doesn't bother some people...