"Independence" day, ha ha!
Boy, if we had a nickel for every time we heard that one.
Today is our 12th wedding anniversary. We didn't set out to do it on the Fourth; it just sort of happened. Actually, it's a great day for an anniversary. We get parades, fireworks, a day off from work (well, okay, we have the whole summer off, but if we had regular jobs we'd have the day off). Before we had kids we used to celebrate with a day trip. We'd go drive a couple hours west on I-94 to Marshall, Michigan. We'd spend the day walking around and gawking at the beautiful old Victorian houses with their National Register plaques, then have dinner at Win Schuler's. If you ever read The House with a Clock in its Walls when you were a kid, that book was set in Marshall. We don't do that any more, though. Not since the time we took Joey when he was 18 months old . . . oh, never mind.
The best wedding gift we got was from my father's cousin, who lived in England. He sent us plane tickets. We spent our honeymoon bopping around England and Wales on BritRail passes, and of course we visited the cousin while we were there. I turned the house upside down looking for our photos, but couldn't find them anywhere. Otherwise you'd see us gawking at old castles, standing in front of the REAL James Herriot's REAL veterinary practice in Thirsk, having tea at the Pavilion in Brighton, etc., etc.
There were two things we saw in London that I remember like it was yesterday. If I only had one afternoon in London I'd see these same two things. The first was visiting the Cutty Sark. (Ohmigosh, so that's what a belaying pin looks like!) It was quite thrilling for a nautically-minded couple like us. The second thing we saw was the War Rooms, the underground complex where Churchill, etc., lived and worked during WWII. They moved out the day after the war ended. Everything is there exactly as they left it. None of it is "reproduction." You can see the real maps, the real phones, the real pencils. You would not believe how deeply moving this was.
Wow. Twelve years. Dear darling Steve, thanks for making me the happiest girl in the world. I wouldn't change a single day.
Today is our 12th wedding anniversary. We didn't set out to do it on the Fourth; it just sort of happened. Actually, it's a great day for an anniversary. We get parades, fireworks, a day off from work (well, okay, we have the whole summer off, but if we had regular jobs we'd have the day off). Before we had kids we used to celebrate with a day trip. We'd go drive a couple hours west on I-94 to Marshall, Michigan. We'd spend the day walking around and gawking at the beautiful old Victorian houses with their National Register plaques, then have dinner at Win Schuler's. If you ever read The House with a Clock in its Walls when you were a kid, that book was set in Marshall. We don't do that any more, though. Not since the time we took Joey when he was 18 months old . . . oh, never mind.
The best wedding gift we got was from my father's cousin, who lived in England. He sent us plane tickets. We spent our honeymoon bopping around England and Wales on BritRail passes, and of course we visited the cousin while we were there. I turned the house upside down looking for our photos, but couldn't find them anywhere. Otherwise you'd see us gawking at old castles, standing in front of the REAL James Herriot's REAL veterinary practice in Thirsk, having tea at the Pavilion in Brighton, etc., etc.
There were two things we saw in London that I remember like it was yesterday. If I only had one afternoon in London I'd see these same two things. The first was visiting the Cutty Sark. (Ohmigosh, so that's what a belaying pin looks like!) It was quite thrilling for a nautically-minded couple like us. The second thing we saw was the War Rooms, the underground complex where Churchill, etc., lived and worked during WWII. They moved out the day after the war ended. Everything is there exactly as they left it. None of it is "reproduction." You can see the real maps, the real phones, the real pencils. You would not believe how deeply moving this was.
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Wow. Twelve years. Dear darling Steve, thanks for making me the happiest girl in the world. I wouldn't change a single day.
posted by Julie on
7/04/2005
6 Comments:
HAPPY 12th ANNIVERSARY! How cool! My girlfriends anniversay is today also...her 6th I think.
Have a great day!
posted by
Adrienne on 10:48 AM
Happy Anniversary!
posted by
Liz Miller on 1:47 PM
Happy, happy anniversary and many, many more!
posted by
Unknown on 11:23 PM
Congratulations. :)
posted by
mrsd on 5:06 PM
Awwww, thanks you guys. We did have a nice evening. Went out to dinner at the only place we could find that was open, a Chinese restaurant, then went and saw an actual movie in an actual movie theater! Can hardly remember the last time....
posted by
Julie on 6:18 PM
Happy Anniversary! That's funny, looking around at old Victorians. We did that long enough that we bought one--with a plaque. Blogged about her (she's older than ketchup). A dozen years is a real feat. We're working on 11 this summer. And to think, the country puts on a fireworks show just for you. You are special. Thanks for visiting my blog today, and I think I'll be linking to you now :)
posted by
Running2Ks on 9:44 PM
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