36.

Today I was going to post about my September haircut, until I remembered that it's my parent's 36th wedding anniversary. I'm a little pissed I didn't remember it sooner, because I would've scanned some of their wedding photos (my dad totally looked like Napoleon Dynamite). However, I did have this little gem saved in my email, so it will have to do for now...
 
























Look at my mother! I DIE. I don't think she's stoned in this picture, but I can't be sure. She would probably kill me if she knew this was on here. I'm not sorry.

Aside from Sam, none of my friends have parents that are still together. Divorce is so common these days, and I guess that's part of the reason why I'm so hesitant to get married in the first place.

36 years. Happily married. They set the bar pretty high.

Happy Anniversary, kids! Mazel Tov! No, we aren't Jewish...I just like saying that.