For some reason, this has been a key date in my life.
Before we left the house, my husband made a speech about us needing to shake things up a bit, since we got in a bit of a rut over the last year, with me spending a month back east last March; the kids living with us for 5 months; his knee surgery and rehab from it; and the last part of my stalker lawsuit. We've been working on it a little - in December, we went to a nightclub that was playing Sinatra and Rat Pack music, and I dragged him onto the dance floor a couple of times, which he NEVER wants to do. For Xmas, I bought him a fedora. We just got back from an 11 day trip to VA (mostly for my work) and 4 days in NYC (where we went to shows, and visited with friends and museums every day and night). And my anniversary present to us today was ballroom dancing lessons (!?!?!). I thought he might do the whole eyeroll thing and shoot it down - but, he gathered himself, and said yeah, that might be fun. YAY!
We both might need steel-toed dancing shoes, however ...
- 44 years ago today, my maternal grandmother passed away. She and my grandfather lived in the duplex we owned, so she helped raise me (and undermine my tight-ass mother's discipline, which my mother learned from - her). I was 16, and my mother didn't tell me she was dying - I knew she was in the hospital, but I didn't see her for the last few weeks of her life - I assumed she was coming home. After the funeral arrangements were made in the morning, my father (my father!?!) took me shopping for my prom dress (prom was on Valentine's Day), which was one of the best clothes shopping days I've ever had, because it WASN'T with my mom. It was one of the weirdest days of my life.
- 29 years ago today, I conceived my son.
- 16 years ago today, I met my husband, after meeting him on line two days before (and we were engaged 36 hours later).
Before we left the house, my husband made a speech about us needing to shake things up a bit, since we got in a bit of a rut over the last year, with me spending a month back east last March; the kids living with us for 5 months; his knee surgery and rehab from it; and the last part of my stalker lawsuit. We've been working on it a little - in December, we went to a nightclub that was playing Sinatra and Rat Pack music, and I dragged him onto the dance floor a couple of times, which he NEVER wants to do. For Xmas, I bought him a fedora. We just got back from an 11 day trip to VA (mostly for my work) and 4 days in NYC (where we went to shows, and visited with friends and museums every day and night). And my anniversary present to us today was ballroom dancing lessons (!?!?!). I thought he might do the whole eyeroll thing and shoot it down - but, he gathered himself, and said yeah, that might be fun. YAY!
We both might need steel-toed dancing shoes, however ...
