Happy Anniversary Honey, or, Let's Take a Look at Some Changing Hairstyles and Fluctuating Weight

Today is my 19th wedding anniversary! WooHoo! To celebrate, I'm spending the whole day going through old pictures, scanning and then uploading them, and blogging about them. Troy's downstairs somewhere, doing something with the boys. It's togetherness like this that has made our marriage so good.

Our love story began in the spring of 1988. I was 19, Troy was 21. We fell in love and decided to get married, even though we were both earning just $4.50 per hour.

This is our engagement photo. I actually have a few pimples on my chin, but it was only 1988, and Photoshop didn't exist. Any guesses on how high my bangs are? Three inches? Four?


And then we were married. I was two weeks past my 20th birthday. My parents had told me that they wouldn't pay for a wedding if I got married before I was twenty.



I think I had a fresh perm. I loved my veil. Loved it.
If you look closely, you can see Troy's fake Swatch peeking out under his sleeve.



Maybe a year later, and we're both a little more roundish.
Troy is sporting a bit of a mullet and a Mr. Rogers sweater.
My dress was black velvet, and ...oh... I think it's still hanging in my closet.
The shoulder pads were so big, they couldn't fit them in the photograph.



This is one of my favorite pictures of us. Dang, we look good.
It was taken after our first diet as a married couple.
In a gesture to show his love and devotion to me, Troy started perming his hair.
And I liked the green v-neck sweater.
The white bow in my hair was also worn in the engagement shot.
You're going to go look now, aren't you?






Have mercy, look at those perms!
It took two scrunchies to hold the sides up.
Cream colored v-neck sweater for Troy.
Weight's back on.



This would have been late 1995 - the picture was taken to submit with our adoption papers. Troy's still perming and has added a beard. Sort of.
My curls are a bit softer, but still...
Jeffrey is the best thing in this picture, and he won the heart of Cameron's birthmom.



This is another favorite of mine.
It's shortly before we got Cam - I remember,
because this was how my hair was when he was a newborn.
Enough with the perms, Troy. Sheesh.
And I'd lost some weight.
I swear, I can date any picture by my hair or my weight.

This was 11 years ago.




Now we jump ahead nearly 8 years. 'Cause once the kids came, there are no pictures of just the two of us. Swear it. This was 3 years ago.



The perming years and high bangs have ended. Whew!

Enough said.

And here we are today, on our 19th anniversary.

Let's try that right next to each other. Wow.

There's been a lot of love and laughter, heartache and tears, immeasurable joy, gain and loss, and lots and lots of hair products. Mostly love.

I love you, Troy. Thanks for 19 wonderful years.