Saturday, September 25, 2010

Love Shares their Burrito.

Today is our sixth wedding anniversary. We spent the majority of it in a service station waiting room, before finding out they couldn't have the car running reliably until at least Monday. Which led to a harrowing cab ride back to the hotel, with Nate (hungry and tired) wailing all the way.

I couldn't help but think of my grandparents, who celebrated sixty-six years of marriage this year. Sixty-six years of joys, losses, and obstacles big and small, and they are still each other's biggest fans. They didn't get to this point with over-the-top romantic gestures. They got here by loving fiercely, counting their blessings, working hard, not sweating the little things, forgiving, apologizing, praying, and laughing.

We had the following passage from I Corinthians read at our wedding. So did a lot of people, I know. But I just don't think it can be said too often:


Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never ends. 


So, trusting that if we're patient, all will work itself out, we replaced the planned gourmet picnic on the beach with champagne from plastic cups and a shared entree from room service. On my long, long list of the ways I know Mark was meant for me, this makes the top ten: we always pick the same one or two things on any menu. When we're hungry enough, we order two and share both. When we're not as hungry, we share one. And tonight, we really got to share, since they delivered only one fork.

Which reminded me of another pronouncement about love, from a beloved 8-year-old who, watching us share a wrap sandwich at lunch a few years ago, rolled her eyes as if we'd been making out, and said, "Love shares their burrito."

Thank you, Mark, for six years of sharing our burrito. Here's to at least sixty more.

Friday, September 24, 2010

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Friday, September 17, 2010

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Sunday, September 12, 2010

Reunionizing in Memphis

We traveled to Memphis (along with my bestie Jennifer and her youngest child) for Labor Day weekend, to attend my 20th high school reunion:
to hear live music and eat barbeque:

 

 
and to visit with family and friends (pictured are great-grandparents Granny and Papaw, Aunt Bert, and cousin Cat. Bummed that we didn't get pics with cousins Chris and Susie or friends Amy and Rob. They were probably all too busy being the world's best hosts.)

 
and pet Mikey, one of the world's great cats:
and witness Nate's new tricks:

 
Pulling up on something static (Granny's walker)
Wearing "big-boy" jammies (OK, not a trick, but Mark and I both swooned over the cuteness of it.)
Mad face
Staying in the nursery at the Cathedral
Lip smacking when eating something yummy (Aunt Bert's dessert.)

We also enjoyed gorgeous weather, great company, too much good food, comfy guest digs, complimentary babysitting, and a nostalgic playlist of the songs Jen and I always drove around to in high school.

Can't wait to get back to River City!

 

Friday, September 10, 2010

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Friday, September 03, 2010

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