Yesterday marked nine years that Hubby and I have been married! We have been together for thirteen years this summer and have actually known each other for 25 years this fall, yikes, that is a long time. Hubby and I knew each other in high school. He is a few years older than I am and was in the same grade as my older Sister. He did not, however, hang out with her and her friends. But, I knew him because his best friend and my best friend were brothers.
Hubby played guitar and my buddy’s brother aspired to play (he still does, aspire’s that is. He has a music room with something like ten guitars, impressive). Hubby was in a band, and I used to go watch my friends who played in bands. Throughout the years we would run into each other either at school, at buddy’s house, or around town. Then one summer, thirteen years ago. I was hanging out at buddy’s pool for the summer and his brother was home for a bit, so Hubby was hanging out there too for a while. Eventually we decided to go to a movie, then dinner, then we just kinda became a couple.
Not long later we moved in together, not the smartest thing I have ever done, but thankfully it all worked out. We got a dog, got married and moved to a new house.
Another dog and four and a bit years later, J was born. And another four years later Apple came into our lives.
They are the two best gifts I could ever ask for for our anniversary. J, bless his heart, tried to understand the whole Anniversary thing and decided all on his own that he wanted to buy me a new lipstick. So we went to the drug store (for diapers) and he helped me pick out a lipstick. Then we went to the coffee shop and had a sit in coffee, as opposed to a drive-thru coffee. He wanted to treat me yesterday and it made my heart full and happy.
Apple behaved well yesterday, so I was happy with that. My Mom came and watched the kids so we could go to the Police concert. It was fun, hard to believe that it was so long ago that we used to party it up to their music. Fantastic show! Sting could have used some back up singers and the sound wasn’t the greatest, but Hubby and I are starting to think it was our seats as no one else seemed to mind the sound at all. I have seen Sting in concert at least three times, maybe four, and he has always sung some faves from the old albums so it was great to hear them all together.
So that was our big ‘date’ night and it was fabulous. And onward we march toward our big tenth!!
