Apparently, the traditional gift for one’s ninth wedding anniversary is….Pottery. An alternative gift is wicker. (Because, you know, THAT is so much more romantic.) Unless you are in the UK, and then the traditional gift is…copper. Because that is SO much better than pottery, of course. I bring this up because today is our anniversary, mine and the Hubs’. Nine years. Nine years, two kids, one dog, two houses, one international move. Good stuff. Never a dull moment. Nine years ago today, I married my husband in our little church, surrounded by friends and family. As I stood on the altar with him, Father Al asked us to turn around…