C'est la vie

say the old folks, "It goes to show you never can tell."

10 Years and 4 days of marriage.

Then:

Now: Dan and I celebrated our 10 year anniversary last Friday. We had a great time spending the day together, eating at a resturant without crayons, and sleeping through the night and well into the morning, courtesy of grandparents keeping our kids. Overall, I think our mood was one of accomplishment. Personally, I felt like someone should have rang our doorbell and handed us a trophy. In an era where divorce seems more common than not, having 10 years under our belts feels pretty good. And its been pretty fun, too....

We've been places together and had experiences that were amazing.

Riding the tube in London.

Watching the sunrise in the Grand Canyon.


We got us a family of two pretty cool kids (with an even cooler daddy)...

Lil' Knox Davies

Little Lucy Claire

We've worked our way through 10 countries, 9 collective years of college, 8 cell phones, 7 jobs, 6 bedding changes, 5 kitchen tables, 4 cars, 3 houses, 2 apartments, 1 truck and a partridge in a pear tree.

And it all began here...

It was a teenage wedding, and the old folks wished 'em well

You could see that Pierre did truly love the mademoiselle

And now the young monsieur and madame have rung the chapel bell

"C'est la vie," say the old folks, "It goes to show you never can tell"

They furnished off an apartment with a two room Roebuck sale

The coolerator was crammed with TV dinners and ginger ale

But when Pierre found work, the little money comin' worked out well

"C'est la vie," say the old folks, "It goes to show you never can tell"

They had a hi-fi phono, boy, did they let it blast

Seven hundred little records, all blues, rock, rhythm and jazz

But when the sun went down, the volume went down as well

"C'est la vie," say the old folks, "It goes to show you never can tell"

They bought a souped up jitney, 'twas a cherry red '53

They drove it down to New Orleans to celebrate their anniversary

It was there that Pierre was wedded to the lovely mademoiselle"

C'est la vie," say the old folks, "It goes to show you never can tell

"They had a teenage wedding, and the old folks wished them well

You could see that Pierre did truly love the mademoiselle

And now the young monsieur and madame have rung the chapel bell

"C'est la vie," say the old folks, "It goes to show you never can tell"