Fifteen years ago today, when we were just babies, we got all dressed up in pretty outfits and committed to a lifetime of love, tears, adventure, arguments, mystery, stress and fun together.
And that’s exactly what we got. It’s not all fun and games, and some days I have to remind myself that Mr Fix-It’s life insurance will not buy me a dad for my kids…though it would pay for a nanny and a cleaner…mmmmm.
I organised our 10-year extravaganza, so today landed directly in Mr Fix-It’s lap. He’s kept it all about mystery, relaxation and fun.
I have no idea where we’re going or what we’re doing and quite frankly the suspense is killing me. All I know is we’re going away for three nights, kid free, and it’s not too far from home.
Or at least I hope it’s not on a plane because in typical Oopsiemumma style, I am sick (I spent our honeymoon drugged to the eyeballs on over-the-counter medication in Hawaii) and a flight might make my head explode.
I’m placing bets on a night in Brisbane city followed by two nights at the Gold Coast.
Place your bets below!