And then they rode off into the sunset...

I was 19, he was 21.

He was all, "so hey, wanna get married."

I was like, "ummm, ya..."

And a year later we did just that.

Crazy.

Stupid.

In love.

Tonight for our anniversary we went for a sunset bike ride around our neighborhood.

I use that term loosely... our neighbors are more stocks of wheat and grapes than people.

We got a very well respected, highly qualified babysitter (grandma) and off we went...

trying to out ride the sun.

We can't afford a fancy restaurant or luxury hotel this year.

But at dusk, on a warm summer evening with the one you love on an aqua bike named Betty...

well that's priceless.