Well, Tawny, it is that time of year again. That tail end of our annual adventures in which I remind you of what happened, so that you don’t forget. Since for some reason, you often do. 2014, the year of the Horse, was all that we expected, and more. It should also be mentioned, since you forget this part too, that all of this was made possible by our choosing to make it a priority. So, Tawny, here is the state of our union for 2014.

We got our first apartment!

And we got to bring this little guy home.

You were shocked.

We traveled to Iceland.

Which was also shocking.

We went to Turkey.

And Hawaii.

And Greece.

And Mexico, Jamaica, Grand Cayman, and even Haiti.

(This isn’t a picture of you, but you were involved in taking it. That’s why I didn’t change it, even though you told me to.)

We went to Spain.

We delved into Slovenia. And owe so much of that to Flytographer.

We went to Sri Lanka.

And we returned to Croatia.

And Thailand too.

We delivered a letter on the Maverick Expedition!

We went to all of our friend’s weddings, and officiated most of them.

Yes, I married all of your friends.

We went cruising with Ashley Day.

And perhaps you had a little too much fun.

Shocking, I know.

You got closer to your family.

And mine. (We even road tripped Oregon with them.)

We celebrated old family.

And we rejoiced at the chance to know our grandfathers.

And adopted family.

And new family.

We played with elephants.

We spoke at a lot of different conferences.

We toasted life.

We got tattoos.

We got REALLY into games.

Including the ultimate game, the Game of Thrones.

REALLY REALLY into Game of Thrones.

Shockingly into Game of Thrones.

We fought the good fight.

We navigated the seas.

We tamed wild animals.

We got into cycling.

And the most shocking part was how unbelievably gorgeous you were.

We met our friends all around the world.

We got even MORE into archery.

People were (dare I say) shocked, at how good we became.

We hosted the 8th Annual Castle Staudinger Archery Tournament.

We laid siege to castles.

We swam in hot springs.

We were a part of the birth of Arrack Tonic.

We became better Vikings.

We got to know our home better.

We went to the Pro-Democracy demonstrations in Hong Kong.

Picnicked in Spain.

Saved the world from destruction a few times.

We even flew to Vegas more than usual.

We climbed mountains, swam in glacial lakes, and celebrated birthdays.

We hosted very adult dinner parties that may or may not have spiraled into wild nautical themed drinking parties in the blink of an eye.

We went surfing.

And Stand-up Paddleboarding.

We rappelled down waterfalls.

Raced on Segways.

Drifted up and away in a hot air balloon across Costa Brava.

Drove through Iceland.

 Rode a helicopter through the skies.

Then to celebrate your birthday, we hunted truffles, in Croatia.

We attended our high school reunions.

Now that really is shocking.

You bathed an elephant.

And hey, we celebrated one year of marriage!

We got creative.

We tried Icelandic fermented shark.

Got our first Christmas tree. Like real life adults.

We attended Oktoberfest, in Leavenworth.

We returned to the annual Cider Press, where you learned how to tear an apple in half with your bare hands… just like a true Winesap.

 And you always managed to look so shockingly sexy.

We even managed to get home after a night of epic karaoke in NYC.

We pushed our limits this year.

We reached new heights.

We allowed ourselves the freedom to be animated. (Get it?)

We celebrated one another.

And we celebrated your calves.

All of this, and so much more. This year was a long year of trials, successes, and triumphs. Dear Tawny, remember how much we accomplished this year, and celebrate how far we’ve come.