We interrupt your regularly-scheduled blog post for a commercial:
"Are you tired of paying high heating bills every winter? Want to know how to save money on heating costs?
Well do what Debra does. She wears a knitted cap on her head inside the house!
She heard that the majority of our body heat escapes through our head so for two winters she's worn her cap. And sets her thermostat at just 62 or 63 degrees (lower overnight). And wears two or three knitted long-sleeved shirts and two or three pairs of socks. And keeps moving. Or when she stops to watch tv or read, she does so beneath two blankets.
This is how Debra keeps warm during winters and how she saves money. Try it today!" :)
Now back to our regularly-scheduled blog post....
Can it really, truly be November 25th, 2008? Can it really be Tom's and my 30th wedding anniversary? My oh my... half the time I feel only 29 years old so how can this be? And half the time both Tom and I still feel like the totally clueless kids we were when we said, "I do."
But all the time I still anticipate awaking Tom, having him awake in my world and talking with me about whatever is on my mind, be it important or (usually) not. Either way, doesn't matter. We still chatter like proverbial magpies.
And where probably most couples would throw a big party for their 30th, Tom and I have celebrated the majority of the days of our years. Always we feel we are celebrating something. Maybe that's how real love is supposed to feel.
No, after Tom awakens this probably-snowy afternoon (he worked night shift last night), we will order lunch (from the only place in town which delivers), we'll watch a Netflixed movie and we'll enjoy our gift to each other on this big, landmark anniversary--our ancient old farmhouse which we bought this past summer, this place which tests and tries us... this place which is growing us up into better people (I think... I hope...)
And for us, that's about as good as it gets.... for us, we can imagine nothing better. For us, we're as happy together as we can be.
The two of us in 1978... This is where Tom proposed to me, right in front of Rattlesnake Dick's tombstone in Auburn, CA. This was my favorite place when I lived there as a junior in high school--I was funny that way. :)