Last week, Bren and I painted a piece of pottery to celebrate and mark our 5-year anniversary.
We went to the "Color Me Mine" in Ladera Heights. If you are thinking about going to a Color Me Mine, we highly recommend that one over the Santa Monica location. This one is much cleaner, better-stocked and most important, friendlier. They even gave us a discount on the studio fee when they found out if was our anniversary!
We painted a small vase, knowing that we don't have room for anything grander at the moment. I can't wait to see how it turns out.
By now, 12 years later, it's rare to see Bren make a face I haven't seen before. But that day, he surprised me with a wicked good one!! Imagine him nodding whilst making this face. It was side-achingly funny.
A minute later, he was focused on painting his side of the vase.
We decided that each side of the vase should depict a chapter of our lives together, both fantasy and real. Here's birth (I did this one):
Then meeting in college (the lyrics are from a Tori Amos song Bren may have been playing in his room freshman year, luring me into his room in the first place).
This one is my favorite; Bren painted it, FREEHAND! It's us getting married.
And then, the final one, which Bren, whose humour brings a whole new meaning to "sickly sweet", came up with: Death.
Yes, those are our hands clasping each other from the sides of our caskets. That's... sweet. Right?