Happy Anniversary Baby. I Got You On My Mind!
Today marks the 8th anniversary of my marriage to a wonderful woman. You may know her as blogger Capricious Lestrange. This year, in instead of cards, we wrote to each other. Capricious wrote me a wonderful poem, which she will be cross posting on both her blog and mine. I chose to write about some of the wonderful memories that we have shared together through the years. This is what I came up with:
My love, when I think back on 8 years of marriage, and almost nine years of being together, these are the memories that come flooding into my mind:
Months of day dreaming and planning of how to escape my old life and start a new one with you – not even knowing if you felt the same way. The joy I felt on the day that you told me you did.
The weekends in Vandalia, lost in each other, oblivious to our surroundings.
The look of ecstasy on your face the first time that I came inside you.
Three days of being a zombie after pushing you away.
An hour of exhilaration, driving to Cincinnati to finally be with you, after getting asecond chance to be happy with you.
A summer spent in a high rise bedroom, day dreaming and planning a life together.
A smashed ironing board that had it coming.
Dinner and Mojitos in Miami.
A day on an island beach together, on a Caribbean island seemingly created for just us.
Running for our lives, $20 windfall in hand from Atlantis.
Making out on the ship at the pool party.
Making out pretty much everywhere else in public.
Our first Christmas and New Years together, and all that followed.
Our time in West Chester and Fairfield, spending moments with ghosts from the past – both good and bad, and both driving through the country, as well as in our apartment.
A box of crackers skittering across the floor toward my feet with bad intent.
Expanding your knowledge of football, while you expanded my knowledge of music, theatre, etc.
Nine Inch Nails!
Our first opera together.
The CD’s you made for me to listen to while I made the hour drive to work and back.
Painting our first apartment together, and eating Italian food while sitting on lawn furniture.
A whirl wind day of work, divorce papers, marriage license, and preparation, culminating in the bonding of two souls who were truly meant to be together.
A night at Putters, enjoying long islands, as well as a band whose name we can’t remember.
Working out, and laying by the pool together during our first year in Kentucky.
A lovely weekend on Dream Street.
Crying and hugging one another, before I had to go to Chicago, our first night apart since we got together.
An over turned kitchen cart, courtesy of yours truly (not my best moment).
Adopting the girls, and watching them grow together.
Our big beautiful house, and putting it together just right.
Backyard parties with all of our friends and family.
Grape vines and trees: although we never got to see them flourish, I know we left them for some lucky family to love as we did.
Crying in the bathroom at Mayfield, while you had your back surgery.
Shopping in Mexico, and smuggling Cuban cigars home.
The night we “made” new friends, before we had to bail your brother out of jail.
Clinging to each other, as we left our house for the last time.
Rock Band in our little attic hide away.
TFH and Capricious make a porno! With a little help from a boy toy 😉
Watching Tyler moon and stress over his cute girl friend.
Get aways to Scottie’s cabins, and the uncomfortable looks on his face as we expressed our unbridled desire for each other.
A wonderful Thanksgiving at the Gorge.
Trists while out in nature.
Our moments together that seem too short, and moments away that seem like eternity.
Napping together in a hospital bed.
Watching Aphrodite hulk out on a stray cat – behind the safety of a patio door.
Cheech and Chong, A German woman in drag, a hot tub, indoor pool, and an hors d’oeuvres picnic in Columbus.
Roger Waters performing The Wall, and the classic look on your sister’s face when we told her that the women hitting on her was a transsexual.
“I really like you (In classic Kentucky twang) I want you to be our tenant.”
Walks along the river, and drives in the country.
Lunch at a tiny sandwich shop outside of Frankfort. All because Guy Fieri said so.
Our trip to Gatlinburg.
Pointing out that you could be related to the clerk at the gift shop at the museum in Cherokee.
Our twin nieces in a frigid wading pool.
Dine and dash with Teagan, after waiting 45 minutes for a check that never came.
The two months we spent every second of every day together.
Discovering that yes, we did know our way around tools and building materials.
The way we literally devour things that we become passionate about. Like each other for instance.
The way we share together: Absolutely nothing seems to be out of bounds or off the table.
I know these aren’t in exact order, and that there are so, so many more memories that define our love and life together. Furthermore, there are so many more things to come as we walk hand in hand down this path we know as life. I’m going to keep this list close and add both past and present memories as time goes by. There are so many good things to come in our life. I know it. I love you with all my heart my darling soul mate.
Happy anniversary gorgeous. Thank you for choosing me 🙂
Post script: This is going on the list.
That magical 8th anniversary celebration on Buck Crossing. It was everything that I hoped for and more.