Today is David the Husband and my 20th (!) wedding anniversary. I could muse about the ups and downs of marriage and philosophize about how we got this far (it wasn’t all tea and cupcakes) but I won’t. The world is jam-packed full of enough nauseating Dr. Phil-types without me adding my take on things and telling you to get real. I hate to vomit and I’m sure you do, too; I don’t want to be the one who puts you over the edge. The bare facts? We have stayed married 20 years and that’s a good thing, Martha.
We are celebrating by going to the Suns/Spurs playoff game. (Yes, this is something David had to do for his work and he finagled a ticket for me as well. Some stranger schmoozing will be required but hey, playoff tickets, food, and, cue the trumpets, drinks!) What more could one marriage-celebrating sports fan ask for? Well, maybe for the NBA to get their asses in gear and un-suspend Amare Stoudemire and Boris Diaw for leaving the bench to protect the MVP of the entire NBA, Steve Nash, who had just been dealt a cheap elbow knock down shot by the Spurs’ Jerkface Holly. Amare’s the guy. He and Nash make the team. Our chances of winning have been lowered exponentially. I’m steaming mad.
Note to self: Watch your drinking tonight, young lady. You know how you get when you’re really pissed off about something and you add alcohol. These are important business associates with whom you’re mingling. Behave! (Oh, I do hope I listen to myself.)
To end the post today and in celebration of our 20th anniversary, let’s take a little walk back in music history to that special year. (Please excuse this blatant theft of your idea, Ann.)
The Top Ten Hits of 1987:
1. Walk Like An Egyptian, Bangles
2. Alone, Heart
3. Shake You Down, Gregory Abbott
4. I Wanna Dance With Somebody (Who Loves Me), Whitney Houston
5. Nothing's Gonna Stop Us Now, Starship
6. C'est La Vie, Robbie Nevil
7. Here I Go Again, Whitesnake
8. The Way It Is, Bruce Hornsby and the Range
9. Shakedown, Bob Seger
10. Livin' On A Prayer, Bon Jovi
Hmmm. Apparently, we picked a bad music year to marry with the exception of that Bruce Hornsby song (and perhaps the Bangles one as well; even though it was total bubblegum, I involuntarily did the head and hand Egyptian thing every time I heard it and still do. Yes, I am here to embarrass myself; you’re very welcome.) Thankfully, neither Whitesnake nor Starship and the rest of the bunch have affected our marital bliss.
Happy Anniversary, Darlin’. I love you. Here’s to another 20!
A BIG congratulations! :-)
Oh hey, whatever did you decide about Black Sheep?
Posted by: Michelle | May 16, 2007 at 10:11 AM
Congratulations on your anniversary! I am listening to the game and don't think I could stand if I were at the game and having to be on my good behavior!! Hope that you enjoyed it! Did you go someplace good to eat?? Giant congrats!
Posted by: Julie | May 16, 2007 at 09:58 PM
Happy anniversary! Forget the agony of schmoozing and enjoy the game! Even though I no longer follow basketball, I still remember the excitement of the Pistons/Lakers game I went to back in the 80s (the year BEFORE the Pistons won the playoffs). I'm guessing you won't be in the nosebleed seats, however. Glad to see you've got your game face on, too. Enjoy, enjoy, enjoy! Ain't it grand being an old (not) married couple?
Posted by: Beth T | May 17, 2007 at 12:53 AM
Congratulations! Happy Anniversary!
Do tell: How/where did you two meet, and what were your first impressions?
Posted by: melanie | May 17, 2007 at 06:21 AM