Eat at Joe's

Last night we dumped left the kids with my sister and we headed for the river for dinner. The host seated us on the deck; he seemed amazed and genuinely impressed that we were celebrating 13 years together.

(Because we are so youthful.)

Because marriage is tough sometimes.

I stand with the host tonight - amazed, thankful. Greg gets me and I think I understand him. We laugh, we joke, we still like to hang out.

I am blessed and lucky.

The kids didn't share my sappy feelings when we arrived to take them home. They grumbled and growled and begged us to go away just a little longer - the trampoline was almost assembled in Aunt Lori's backyard and we were ruining their evening.

(Their evening. Those little darlings.)

But the roses were mine.

13 roses

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Very Nice. Glad to see this. I'm tagging you for the one word meme.

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