Thanks, Honey....

In a few weeks, we will have two special events to celebrate. Our wedding anniversary is the same day as my wife's birthday.

Let me say that again -- our wedding anniversary is the SAME DAY as my wife's birthday. In other words, as a guy, I only have ONE really important day to remember each year instead of two.

This is a GREAT thing, but it could also be a really bad thing....like, what if I forgot it? I don't think I ever would, but if I did....well, I would be forgetting TWO important things, so I'm guessing the wrath that would follow would be twice as bad.....

But since I never plan to forget this date, I'm back to this being a GREAT thing....and it isn't so bad for the wifey either. Frankly, she ends up getting a better gift, because she usually wants one big thing. We just lump the gift giving all together for her.

Last year, it was this fancy iJoy massage chair. This year....well, she'll just have to wait and find out!

And We're Back!

I'm back to daily posting, I think. Now that we have adapted to the Great Freeze of 2007. No more hiccups in power or Internet access, so that's good! I'm curious as to when the Great THAW of 2007 will begin and how much flooding we might have....

So last night, we went to a wedding reception. The lovely couple didn't invite us to the actual wedding, thank God. I have no issue attending a reception, but weddings can be so boring. I'm guessing they only invited family and close friends, and we are neither. This woman reported to my husband at one time, so that was our connection.

The reception was held in this German "club." I don't know how else to describe it. I have been there before with an ex-boyfriend who was into German festivals. We went for an Oktoberfest and some other event where the men shoot at this wooden eagle until it's all gone. It's called Schützenfest.

It was an okay reception. The food was so-so, but there was an open bar, so I can't complain too much! And I got to do the Electric Slide, one of my favorite guilty pleasures. At my own reception, I told the DJ that I only wanted one line dance, and it was the Electric Slide.

I digress. Anyway, the reception was nice. The couple is a little older, maybe in their late 40's....? I only say this, because the groom's grown son got up and gave a speech. Now, he might be in his late teens, but I'm guessing more like 21 or 22.

So, he gives this speech....oh, I forgot to mention that when he was introduced, he walked out wearing these big, 1980s, porn star sunglasses. What a tool. Then, he gives this stupid speech which went on and on and mentioned that his dad owed him a bass boat or something. And he made some stupid cracks that had me wondering if he liked his new step mom or not....? Andy, my husband, agreed with me -- take the microphone away from this idiot and tell him to sit down! I'm guessing alcohol might have been the creative fuel behind his speech.....

Thankfully, we didn't have anyone making stupid speeches or toasts at our reception. I was in tears during most of the speeches, especially when my dad spoke. He did bring up some odd memory, but that's okay. For the most part, we had a truly spectacular wedding and reception -- what I had always wanted and dreamt it would be, so I have zero complaints.

Home Alone

My husband left for a business trip this afternoon, so I am solo with the kidd-o. It's very tiring to be alone with the baby. No breaks. Mommy 24/7. Gives me an idea of what it would have been like to be a single parent.....if I had gone with Plan B.

I've only had three really serious relationships in my life. The first, Brian, was a disaster. We started dating when I was very young, and I had never been in love or anything. He was almost ten years older and really did a number on me. Drove me to obsession about my weight. Cheated on me. Lied to me. Ruined my ability to trust men for a long time. Uh, we broke up and got back together about one hundred times, and it really messed me up. Took YEARS to heal, and I ended up moving to another city to fully recover and start over.

Relationship #2 was Bill. Don't get me wrong -- I went on lots of dates and had a very active social life. I was always the good girl, though, and never slept around or anything like that. When I met Bill, I really thought he might be "the one", and things moved pretty quickly for us.

Unfortunately, Bill was recently divorced and although he swore he was "over it".....well, he wasn't! He had his own emotional damage to recover from and still hadn't. At the one year mark, things really went sour, and we called it quits. More emotional recovery....and the declaration that I was never going to find the right man!

It was at this time that I decided that I would just have a child on my own if I wasn't married by the time I was 35. I wanted a baby badly enough and refused to give up on that dream.

Thirty-five came a few years later, still no man worth marrying, but my fear of giving birth was overwhelming. Plus, I didn't feel "old enough" to be a mom. I decided to wait until I was 38 instead! Then, if I were still single, I would have a child on my own and do the single parent gig.

Thank GOD my Plan B was never needed. I met my husband, Andy, in July 2005, a few months prior to my 36th birthday in October. We were married on my 37th birthday, and Nicholas arrived the following August in 2006.

The hubby is gone for four days. These little "tastes" of being a single parent make me very thankful for my husband and stepchildren. "Free" moments to shop or get a massage or sleep in are precious as gold. I take full advantage of them even though I miss my little cutie pie every second we're apart.