Exactly eight years ago, Traci and I were trying to sneak out of our own wedding reception. God, that just seems like forever ago. I was such a punk kid--not that I've changed much in that respect--and we were so eager to be "adults." Now that eight years have gone by since we got married, our outlook on life is quite different. We've got two kids, a mortgage, two car payments, and all the responsibility we could ever want.
Some things haven't changed, though. Here's to another eight years.
