Weddingbee Blog

I love the fact that I’m 2 years younger than my fiance, but maturity wise, you’d think it’s opposite. We balance it out, and I still get to ask when he’s applying for social security every November, just for cheap laughs. It’s all in good fun. It doesn’t make a difference in the bigger picture.

I’m 28 and he’s 24. We find it amusing, I’m an old folgie and he’s a young whipper-snapper. There are some times when it’s strange he doesn’t remember the same things from the 80s that I do. People don’t believe that the gap is that much when they meet us. I’m not sure if that means that I’m young for my age or if he’s old . . . . It’s a little strange to think, too, that I’m marrying someone younger than my little brother.

It’s cool, though. We’re totally fine with the whole thing.

I hear ya about the wedding annoucement Miss Tiramisu! I’m getting married two weeks before my birthday and I’m so happy it will say 28 and not 29! Not why I picked the date (it’s our anniversary) but so happy it worked out that way! Sometimes it’s the little things that get to you!

He was born in 1977. I was born in 1975. There’s a 19 month age difference. I met him when he was 29 and I thoroughly enjoyed telling people that I was dating a “twenty-something.”

I am 9 days younger than my FI. So it’s definitely not a big deal, but I still get 9 days to tell him how old he is
My grandpa is 8 days younger than my grandma and he revels in the fact that he can boast about being married to an older woman for 8 days out of the year. It’s quite cute when he does it

Miss. Tiramisu, I understand! I am older than my fiance by a laughable gap. It means nothing to either of us, but whenever someone points out that I am the older one, I always retort with “I’m only older by 5 months and 20 days AND we’re born in the same calendar year!!”