Tuesday, April 30, 2013

Best Day Ever

I know its pretty cliché to say that your wedding day was the best day ever, but mine really was.  It was perfect because of so many things.  We got married at the 4-H Camp that I went to for 13+ years as a kid and on into my early 20's.  We got married on a Sunday in September and almost everyone who we wanted to be there could be and was there.  I wore cowboy boots (you can see a tiny bit of them in the picture).   My dad wore cowboy boots. Kevin did not wear cowboy boots (not his style). We didn't spent a crap ton of money and we still had a nice afternoon picnic style reception.  This is one of the funniest pictures from that day (and probably a pretty genuine one too). My mom made those quilts in the background (!)

But the best part of all was the end result - we are married.  I know it sounds ridiculous and so many people that are free spirit types wave away the notion of marriage.  But I really do think that it means something symbolic.  It says to the other person "hey, I'm here for the long haul" like nothing else could.  My husband and I have a story that starts out kind of funny (I tell people he was having sex with one of my college roommates and then he became one of my college roommates), grows into a great friendship (which sometimes backfires on me because my husband got to witness the best years of my life....ok not really, but he sure as hell got to see more than one morning-after-a-good-night-out, and also is more than aware of my class cutting habits in college), and then some time down the road turns into something more.  About the time college was allllllmost over, and I realized that if I didn't do something, he was going back to his hometown (three hours from mine) probably never to be seen or heard from again aside from a random email or two.  And that wasnt going to cut it for me.

So, the boy and the girl in a little canoe (haha corny 4H camp song lyric) had a typical nice early relationship like most couples do.  Then college was over for both of them, it was time to buy a house (that cost $10,000.00, and you can imagine the shape it was in), live in said house that was a construction zone, while studying for the bar exam and not living on a lot of cash.  Needless to say, the relationship hit some serious troubled water, I moved out and back home for awhile.  But around the time I decided I might like to let someone else be close to me and know things about me, even as  a friend, I put the brakes on it because I realized no one knows me like Husband does.  And no one ever will.  And I don't want someone to.  It took years for us to build up what we had, and I came so close to breaking it down and throwing it away. Don't get me wrong, some of it was broken and needed some TLC and repairing, and some of it we never really did get back, but that's OK. Needless to say, the road to wedded bliss was not smooth paved blacktop, but its OUR road to travel on TOGETHER.  For the long haul.   Marriage certainly hasn't fixed all of life's woes, and the road past wedded bliss hasn't been perfect either.  But who needs perfect?  We are happy with each other and happy with our life together.  So what else matters? 

So many songs make me think of Husband.  Here are a few.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tPd1GIwjRFM  we are fragile, but I'm glad he's taken the chance on me.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ncxNQaYwY-c (forgive the cheesy video taping of the song, but this one had to be a video of him singing it live....this is one of the very few concerts we have ever gone to together and it was so fun)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rueDR8J5gjE  LOVE this one too.


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