Happy Birthday Blender!
Great news. All of my small kitchen electric appliances (except the toaster 2004-2008), stainless steel silverware, every day dishes, fancy dishes (wherever they are), living room furniture and bath towels all turn 7 today!
It's also another way to say, it's my anniversary!
Seven years ago, Andy and I planned and executed a wedding. We said our vows, exchanged our rings, kissed our families and left on a jet plane. We went on our honeymoon where we drank wine in the vineyards of Napa and dined on steak several nights in a row. Our wedding was July 18th and by the end of that week, we were certain we had gotten the hang of this marriage thing.
Well, perhaps honeymoons should come at the end of the first year as sort of a reward for not killing each other and not as a way of setting unrealistic expectations in the beginning.
Marriage, after all, is not always wine in a vineyard, so to speak.
We had odd habits that went previously unnoticed.
For instance, I was raised by a father who could not go to bed until the doors and windows were triple checked and all the house keys were accounted for. Andy called this inherited quirk of mine...well...being neurotic. He, in turn, felt there were certain questions that I asked that required audible answers and most that only required grunts if any noise at all.
Who am I kidding...he still feels this way.
I look back at our first year and see how far we've come. How much of a learning curve two people raised in different homes had. We also had many wonderful adventures, laughed a LOT and had a whole bunch of fun.
As we look at year 7, I'm grateful that this man is in the foxhole of life with me. There is no one I would rather have not answer my questions.
Happy Anniversary to my sweet husband.
Also, happy birthday to all of my home goods.
Rachel
It's also another way to say, it's my anniversary!
Seven years ago, Andy and I planned and executed a wedding. We said our vows, exchanged our rings, kissed our families and left on a jet plane. We went on our honeymoon where we drank wine in the vineyards of Napa and dined on steak several nights in a row. Our wedding was July 18th and by the end of that week, we were certain we had gotten the hang of this marriage thing.
Well, perhaps honeymoons should come at the end of the first year as sort of a reward for not killing each other and not as a way of setting unrealistic expectations in the beginning.
Marriage, after all, is not always wine in a vineyard, so to speak.
We had odd habits that went previously unnoticed.
For instance, I was raised by a father who could not go to bed until the doors and windows were triple checked and all the house keys were accounted for. Andy called this inherited quirk of mine...well...being neurotic. He, in turn, felt there were certain questions that I asked that required audible answers and most that only required grunts if any noise at all.
Who am I kidding...he still feels this way.
I look back at our first year and see how far we've come. How much of a learning curve two people raised in different homes had. We also had many wonderful adventures, laughed a LOT and had a whole bunch of fun.
As we look at year 7, I'm grateful that this man is in the foxhole of life with me. There is no one I would rather have not answer my questions.
Happy Anniversary to my sweet husband.
Also, happy birthday to all of my home goods.
Rachel
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