I was chatting with a friend and we were discussing our December wedding anniversaries. We both realized that at the time of our weddings, December seemed like an awesome to wed. There were holiday decorations everywhere and it made us feel as if the whole world was celebrating with us. However, subsequent wedding anniversaries smack-dab in the middle of the demands of the holiday season (which grow exponentially with children), are not always easy to make special. Never one to keep things simple, throw in T.Puzzle’s sixth birthday the day after this year’s anniversary, and let’s just say, romance may very well have left the building.
In the midst of all this, Mad Dog and I were lucky enough to have an evening to ourselves (thank you, Grandma!). We reminisced about our fateful third anniversary where instead of going out to dinner, we opted for the maternity ward of our nearby hospital. I gave birth to T.Puzzle in the wee hours of the morning. To be honest, I would take anniversary jewelry over labor any day. Of course, hands down, once I was through the labor stuff, T.Puzzle has been my favorite anniversary present of all time.
Mad Dog and I marveled at the speed of these past nine years and how thankful we are that we are still standing. I believe the secret to our marriage is simple. I talk and he listens. He doesn’t always agree, he may even zone out to football scores/standings in his head, but he appears to listen. At least that is what I plan to tell Mad Dog. Whether or not he actually listens to me is hard to know.