Give or take an hour.
A significant anniversary. Living through those vow-y things. Like sickness and health. And loss of loved ones. Job changes. Uncertainties. Good times. Laughter. Tears.
Standing up there not knowing what life will bring. Operating on love and faith. It does amaze me that we beat those odds. About eight years ago at a Christmas work dinner/dance, at 28 years, we were one of the last couples dancing. We could call it luck. We could call it dedication. We could call it hard work. Or a bit of all of it.
We’re not doing much for this one. We did the big splurge at 25. The fancy inn. The gourmet meal.
We just hit the county fair to see if I won any ribbons (more on that tomorrow). We will be grilling shrimp and petite filets. Opening an old Chateau Montelena we won at a charity auction years ago.
We certainly aren’t party people anymore, are we? Maybe tomorrow, the 36th anniversary of our first date, we will raise a toast at the beer garden.
Congratulations on 35 years. Chas and I hit 32 years on the 6th. It is nice to see you also celebrate your first date since we do as well. Much be a characteristic of people our generation who have made it together.
Yes, I wonder how many remember that first date. Ours was fun.
We even danced at our wedding to that song played the first time we danced together, on that first date.
Lionel Ritchie’s “Three Times A Lady”.
Congrats, my better half and I will join you at 35 in Oct. It is quite a journey.
It is, isn’t it? Congrats on your 35 years.
This is our anniversary too! 😃 We’re at 30 years and already planning what we might do for our 35th! Congratulations to us all! 🎉