That is pretty exciting, the getting hitched part. Also twenty (twenty!!!) years ago today I stood on the steps of my front porch and kissed Brett good night after an eight hour first date. We were in LOVE. What’s more impressive to me is that we are STILL in love because commitment is not for the faint-hearted!!
The Top Five Reasons I Love My Husband
- Because he loves me. Let’s face it, love begets love! And I am not an easy person to live with let alone love continuously over two decades so I am impressed with a man who can hang in there with me even when I do everything in my power to send him packing.
- Because he is goodness incarnate. He would say this is not true because he is not only good, he is also humble. My husband could give Jimmy Stewart a run for his money in the good guy department. Truly.
- Because he is a terrific father. There is nothing like seeing Brett with our kids to make me love him all over again.
- Because he is (as Madison would say) hubba-hubba. A little sex appeal never hurt anyone. And sex appeal may be said to diminish with age and familiarity but I can still spot my husband across a crowded room and want to run away with him/
- Because he’s ridiculous and funny without trying to be and gets all of my jokes. Laughter will get you through the rough patches, people! Rough patches like not having a shower for three years! I would have killed him for dismantling the shower and not fixing it for OVER THREE YEARS NOW except that we both think it’s gone on so long that it’s become sort of hilarious. Plus he promised to fix it this summer. If he doesn’t, we just might not make it to 21 years. I kid! I kid! See — that joke would make him laugh. He gets me!
And now that I’ve hit send on my article (I cry every time I read the last bit — EVERY TIME) I’m going to go catch up on the rest of my life. And Julia? Tomorrow we will talk on the phone!!! I can’t wait!
I’m off again! Road tripping to this training and getting to see Kelly, who I haven’t seen in THREE YEARS even though we live in the exact same state. It’s supposed to rain tomorrow — thus my icon.
I will be road tripping with Frank who is one of my four favorite co-workers (I only have four co-workers) and the one I am most likely to quote at the dinner table to make Brett laugh. (It’s all in the delivery.) Frank kinda reminds me of Noah only he’s 26 years older and a whole lot taller. It’s not just the default to chicken strips when eating out — although that helps — it’s something else I can’t quite figure out. I just kinda bet Frank was a Noah-ish boy/ Anyway. Road trip.
I like the days off from work to go do work stuff except that it means coming back to more work because pretty much I need every little bit of working time I can get. We have a conference in early May that has us all scurrying around but every time I feel myself starting to panic I look around at my four favorite co-workers and watch ‘em just going with the flow and decide to follow their lead. After all, they’ve been through this all before and apparently last minute is just how these things operate.
So tomorrow’s road trip means that I will miss my husband, which is an especially sad thing seeing as how it’s our 15 year wedding anniversary (19 years together, which I think I should get to count since we moved in with each other RIGHT AWAY but Abby says, “We don’t celebrate harlotry, Dawn! Not in this country!” Crying shame if you ask me). Since Madison was born and came home on April 2nd, we have kind of flaked on celebrating our April Fool’s Day anniversary. We keep saying we’re going to renew our vows since we didn’t have a wedding and some of the family still feels sad about that but then something shiny catches our eye and we wander off and — oops! — then it’s fall and we totally forgot to plan it.
Maybe next year, right?
