It's you... Not Me

So Steph+Steve (i.e. Steph and I) just turned seven today. When I was trying to come up with a title for this entry (which I plan on keeping short anyway), I wanted something witty... and short. So, I wrote it out, Happy 7th and realized how much anniversaries are like birthdays for children. The older you get, for most of us, the less relevant the birthdays become. No, I don't mean to ignore the uniqueness of a long marriage and long life (more of the former), but once the major milestones are down (like the age at which you can drive, vote, drink, etc.), you realize that it is less about that particular day and more about how you spend the year that is commemorated on that day.
So, in effect, Steph+Steve is very young and very immature. Yet, like any seven year old, we have come a long way and I'm a better person because she's here for me.
The only glitch we had today was a pestering case of self-induced nausea from trying to relive my early twenties at my [little] sister's wedding yesterday. What a day... and after today, what a weekend!