November 4, 1995 in a small town in southeast Nebraska, Mr. Jeff actually said I Do when the pastor asked him if he wanted to be my husband. And here we are 15 years later, another state, four kids, different jobs, different bodies (hee hee) . . . and for some reason he still loves me and puts up with all of my craziness!
Here we are so many years ago . . .


We celebrated our anniversary at the Melting Pot. Here we are enjoying are first bites of the goodness.

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We didn't get a lovey dovey shot that evening. But here is proof that we did go out together. :-)
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