Some people are a little superstitious with the Friday the 13th--I, however, am not. Tom and I purposely picked Friday the 13th as our wedding day (in June, back in the prehistoric days of 1997). That means this past June we celebrated our 13th anniversary--that's right folks, 13 years and we haven't killed each other yet :)

Yes, like everyone, we've had our share of ups and downs, but there's no one better than Tom that I would want to share this ride with. I love you!

P.S. Happy Friday the 13th! (and a little good luck never hurts too . . . )