Old married couple?

I think the universe is trying to tell me something - and I don't want to hear it.  It's telling me I'm old.  Well, maybe not old... but it definitely wants me to know I'm not getting any younger.  First we got moved over to the University Ward where (almost) everyone is younger than us AND they look at me with big eyes when they learn that we've been married for 8 YEARS.  When even my church friends think that's a long time, I know I'm into the big numbers.   My next clue was when I went to a dance class at the gym at work and enjoyed every minute of making a fool of myself - until the next day when I literally limped trying to walk or go down stairs.  I limped for days!!  Also, somehow along the way Keith has become more flexible than I am - which I cannot explain.  

Then the final straw came yesterday when our new toaster arrived in the mail in a smiling Amazon box.  Our old toaster has started sparking and threatening to burn down our house each time we use it (and toast is NOT worth the drama!).  As I was unpacking our shiny new toaster I suddenly realized that the toaster I was throwing away had been a wedding present!  A wedding present!?!?!   I am old enough to be replacing wedding presents?  Oh wow.  It felt kind of sad to get rid of it, even though I can't remember who was cliche enough to give me a toaster for my wedding.  But then I had a proud realization.  My marriage to Keith has outlasted a toaster.  Then I felt happy.  That is no small feat!  

So I'd like to offer a toast (pun intended!) and a big thank you to Keith for staying with me longer than the toaster.  I love you Keith! Goodbye old toaster.  

By the way - we literally took 21 photos of us with our old toaster trying to get a usable picture.  I guess this is as good as we get.  ;)