This past weekend, Hubster and I celebrated our anniversary. Now the funny thing about this is that we almost missed it. Indeed, we’d both forgotten about it when a card arrived in Saturday’s mail from Hubster’s aunt wishing us a happy anniversary. When he told me we’d gotten an anniversary reminder in the mail I had to think, “What IS today’s date, anyway? The 12th…oh hey, it’s tomorrow!” Of course the next question was, “So, what are we going to do?”
Over the years, Hubster and I have done a variety of things to celebrate our anniversary. Some things were glamorous, or romantic, like going to a bed and breakfast or Symphony on the Prairie, and some things not so much. Like, say, the year we spent our anniversary butchering chickens. This year, we were blessed with a beautiful, sparkling day, so we decided that the first thing we’d do after church was take the canoe out and go fishing. With Mini Me off to my friend Angie’s house for the night, it was just the two of us. Now you may not think of fishing as a great anniversary activity, but to this canoe girl, being out on the water was like deep fried, chocolate covered heaven on a stick.
Later, we got cleaned up and went into the Haute, planning to take in a movie. We almost never actually go to the movies, primarily because it’s stinkin’ expensive and there usually isn’t anything we want to see bad enough to take out a second mortgage. True to form, once we got in town we decided that there wasn’t really anything playing that was worth the investment. So, we did something even better: went to Steak & Shake for dinner. Mmmm….cheese fries. After all, why go to a movie that’s over in a couple of hours, when I can add cheese fries to my thighs and keep them with me for years to come?
Then, as we were tooling through town I said, “Hey, let’s go to Fairbanks Park.” So we went and walked along the river, swung on the swings, and enjoyed the evening. As I was swinging side-by-side with Hubster, I thought, “Gee, I hope we don’t break the swing set.” Then I thought, “You know, this is one of the best anniversaries we’ve had.”
Now of course, part of that is because of the cheese fries, but it’s mostly because after all these years, I’m still madly in love with him. And after spending my summer vacation doing chemo last year, I’ve come to appreciate normal a whole lot more. Sure, I still like the fancy anniversary-type stuff, but man, after last summer, I’m just so doggone glad I can actually TASTE the cheese fries!
I am crazy blessed.