Ten

As of today, I've been in Australia for ten years.

Ten. YEARS!

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!