Nine Years and Counting

This weekend Jeremy and I left our three kids with my brother's family and celebrated nine plus years of marriage. Our anniversary is actually December 29th, but we have spent every December 29th for the past nine years with extended family, and so celebrating our anniversary in the first quarter of the New Year has become a necessary tradition.

After dropping the kids off mid-day on Saturday we went and sat in a restaurant, sharing an appetizer and tossing around ideas of how to spend a cold, rainy day without the kids. There weren't any movies we wanted to see, and we had hours to go until dinner and the Brian Regan Comedy Show we had tickets for, so we had to get creative. So we drove into Denver and spent an hour or so in the LoDo "Tattered Book Cover" where I found a book called, The Lost Art of Walking. It was fascinating, even if a little slow at some points, but it reminded me how great it can be to hang around book stores until you stumble upon such buried treasures. And the author was right. We (Americans) really do need to get off our rumps and walk more.

After the bookstore we braved the freezing drizzle and meandered down the 16th Street Mall. We ended up at a fancy Italian Restaurant called "Venice" where we warmed up and ate ourselves sick for two hours. After dinner we drove over to Wells Fargo Theater and joined the other 2000 people flocking to see Brian Regan live. Even though we own all three of his comedy videos, his live performance exceeded our expectations and Jeremy periodically had to remove his glasses to wipe the laughter induced tears.

We got back to our neighborhood around 10:30 pm and stopped at Blockbuster, spending nearly 30 minutes haggling over a rental. We got home and settled in to watch the movie DETERMINED to live up our freedom by staying up late. The next thing I knew Jeremy was shaking me awake. Sadly, we both fell asleep in front of the movie. It's possible we're getting middle aged, but since we like each other, and our life together, it doesn't feel like such a bad thing.