Nary a tickle

I'm not sure what I had to break to get it, but I sure had 7 years' good luck thus far since the hence of matrimonial betrothelment.

The other connotation for marriages at the 7-year mark was abated by my gift to Ainsley of a large tub of anti-itch lotion. She's to take a dabble every day for 365 days.
"No need," she says. Aww.