Tony and I reached 2 years of married life on Monday. Entertainingly we both forgot (better than one forgetting I think) until I signed and dated a form at the car hire place, which prompted me to send him a soppy email. Various relatives rang/texted with congratulations which was lovely too.

arnhem was great and agreed to a short-notice babysitting request so we went out for dinner together last night. We chose Teriyaki, which seemed very full for a Tuesday, but then so were pretty much all the restaurants in that area. Anyway, we were able to get a table for two and ordered what I thought would be too much food but then we cleaned the plates so it obviously wasn't. The desserts were fun - he had green tea icecream and I had bean paste in rice dough.

I post lots of soppiness about Charles and not much about Tony, but that's not in proportion to how much love I feel. I'm so happy to have found him, to be married to him, and to wake up each morning next to him. We are each other's comfort and complement - his cooking for my organisation, as we sometimes joke - and we are facing life's adventures together.

We got home and Charles was grumpily resisting sleep. The joy of being together as a couple was followed by the joy of watching my husband and our son playing together, and the obvious love between them.