Twenty Seven

One of us is thinking, "I hope this works out."

1983 called...they want the fake flowers back.

Yesterday, October 22, was our 27th wedding anniversary. 

It fell on a weekday...a work day...a Friday...

the end of a long week.  Chuck had been out of town all week

and I was with 5 year olds all week. 

To say we were a little tired by Friday

 is an extreme understatement. 

So the big day was celebrated with a quick dinner out to a local Mexican restaurant....a margarita and some shared nachos. 

It doesn't get much more romantic than this. 

We laughed at the fact that the second we got home, we both put on our Old Navy pajama pants and some old t-shirt from somewhere, sometime ago.  Our sleep wear is about as far from WOW
as one can get.  Then we settled in to our normal positions to watch a little t.v.  His is the chair and mine is the edge of the sofa.  Within 30 minutes, he was nodding off and I headed to bed to read.

Romantic?  No.  

Exciting?  Uh, no.

But...

Committed?  Yes. 

Safe place?  Yes.

Loved?  Yes.

Hung in there through the ups and downs?  YES.

(And people, there are ups and DOWNS.)

Happy 27th Anniversary to us.

  We've stuck together and together we did this........

We went through the pregnancies and births of 3 babies and the sleepless nights with bottles and diapers.......to the backpacks and homework years and sleepless nights when the tooth fairy had to do her job........to the teen years of young drivers, sleepless nights and stair stomping attitudes.....to the college years...letting them go and watching them become the adults they were meant to be all along.

  We did this.

Photograph by Lisa Morris

We birthed and raised 3 great people. 

And this...

Photograph by Caroline Fontenot

We gave our daughter away to a wonderful guy

 at a beautiful wedding ceremony.

Well....

Photograph by Caroline Fontenot

... we said we gave her away....

but really we're keeping her and our "new" son.

Photograph by Caroline Fontenot



And this is why we're tired.

And this is worth celebrating.

And this is the new "romantic."