Billy likes to call Memorial Day weekend, Anniversary
Weekend, even though our wedding anniversary sometimes doesn’t always fall on
the holiday weekend. We aren’t those
people who make big plans for our anniversary.
We are pretty low key, in general.
We spent the weekend just hanging out with each other, the
four of us. To be honest, that’s pretty
rare. Billy isn’t a guy who likes to “hang
out.” He gets fidgety.
But this weekend, he was still. Maybe it was the full moon.
On our actual anniversary, after the kids went to bed, we
stayed up late and talked. Also
something that we never do. I wouldn’t
really call it talking as much as laughing.
Hysterical laughing.
And something occurred to me. This marriage better work out because we are
just too weird for anyone else.
It reminded me of this.
Which I originally posted about my sister and her husband after he
hacked her Pinterest account in what I call the funniest hack ever.
Isn’t this what life is about? Finding people (friends, family) who you can
be real with. That’s the good stuff,
after all.
Work can be so emotionally draining that I often lose sight
of that good stuff. This weekend was all
about celebrating this little family that Billy and I created.
Life is good.
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