Over those years, I met and married him:
My favorite photo of us at our wedding, largely because we look so dorky. In art as in life, eh?
And got this:
My awesomeness was too much for just one country to contain.
And survived four of these:
I think I'm getting PTSD just looking at this.
And saw lots of these:
I'm getting twitchy just looking at this. No lie. Effer was HUGE.
And had them:
Who wouldn't love Pirates in an ice cooler?
And ate lots of these:
The s'more, I mean. Not the fingers. This is Australia, not a Donner Party reunion.
And saw them:
By far the highlight of my year. Apparently I'm easily pleased by kitsch.
I can't help but wonder if there are another ten years of Elvises in my future. Bring it on, Australia!