It’s our 25th anniversary. And St. Patrick’s Day. Green beer + kiss.

Wow. Hard to believe it's our 25th anniversary today. But it's easy not to forget, like I said in "14th anniversary — take that Dr. Laura!"

We had the smarts to get married on St. Patrick's Day in 1990, which means that as soon as I start seeing mention of green beer in the newspaper or on TV a small still voice in my head starts speaking… “Anniversary, anniversary, anniversary.”

Laurel looks particularly beautiful in this photo. A wedding brings out the glow in a gal.

We got married at our newly-bought house, which entailed a whole lot of scrambling to not only plan the wedding, but also get the home ready for the Big Day.

Ah, so sweet. I hadn't gotten out our wedding photo album for quite a while. Scanning these photos almost made me feel 41 again.

Well, heck, let's trash that "almost." Inwardly Laurel and I feel just about as youthful as ever. It's our bodies that are the age giveaway.

My only wedding regret came months earlier, when I botched the proposal big-time. Still painful to remember. I shared a description of the not-so-romantic moment in the above-linked blog post.

The photo above shows two people who had known each other for about eight months before they got married. And I proposed to Laurel after only about three or four months. The exact date is lost to my memory, probably in part for psychic protection reasons, because the proposal was embarrassingly unromantic and incoherent, being more a spontaneous outflowing than a carefully-planned event. About all I remember now is that when I was through speaking what I thought was a proposal to Laurel she looked at me and said, “Did you just propose to me? I'm not sure.” Poor girl. After forty years of being single, she deserved better.

Well, a life without glitches isn't really living. Our carefully chosen wedding cake developed a decided tilt before being cut and eaten. Didn't affect the taste at all.

I can't resist also sharing one of my favorite non-wedding photos of Laurel. It was taken a few years before we met in 1989. Gorgeous. I can honestly say that Laurel is still just as beautiful in my eyes.