Happy Molotov's Cocktail Day!

Today is the five-year anniversary of the day Anita and I met my husband and his outta-towner best friend, by chance, in Molotov's, a dive bar in the lower Haight. I guess you all know what happened next: We flirted, got hammered, I blew him off 117 times, we got drunk another 430 times, and now we are happily married, staying home to watch 24 and Battlestar Galactica, and I'm carrying our multicelled mash-up in my belly.

Oh, and in between there somewhere, I realized he wasn't just hot and in love with me...he's also the sweetest, kindest, uber-supportive, funniest, most loving person I know. Bonus: He's still really, really hot and in love with me. And for quite long time now, I too am doting and totally in love. (Note: He doesn't read my blog; don't tell on me.)

I'm so happy.