I have heard that the first year of marriage is the hardest. True, we had golf ball sized hail this year, my hair went through 6 different colors and uncounted haircuts, I expanded my knitting collection exponentially, Mike graduated, field camp nearly did me in, and Mike got a job. But you know what? It wasn't that bad.
Michael, thank you for the best year of my life. I love you!!
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These pages are full of what makes Penny Penny. Lots of crafts, rants, and fan girling.