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Crystal Anniversary Extravaganza! - Custom comment codes for MySpace, Hi5, Friendster and more2011 marks my 15th anniversary of farm wifehood (wifery?). Anyway, 15 years ago this month I was a college senior, running home on weekends to plan my September wedding, which included hiring my brother's barber to be the DJ and a future criminal to be the photographer, among other disasters.

I thought it would be fun to take a cue from Disney and extend this celebration of our marriage, which should really just take one dinner at Olive Garden, into a six-month-long extravaganza.

I kicked off the celebration last month when I went to the jeweler and had my wedding ring forcibly removed by saw. Apparently, after three kids and several Dairy Queen Blizzards, my finger wasn't as small as it was in March 1995 when I got engaged. On Friday I picked up my new wedding bands, beautifully featuring the marquis diamond Husband nervously purchased so long ago.

Long-time blog readers (both of you!) will remember that I have already blogged about how Husband and I met, the questions I always get from people when they learn I'm a farm wife, and the challenges we faced, like all newlyweds, in adjusting to each other's families.

Stay tuned for never-before-blogged stories and embarrassing photos of our pre-wedding house fix-up, our sessions with the pastor where we argued about Pepsi and vegetables and the unsolved ice bucket mystery.

Cement goose, Todd, Holly - Christmas 1998


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