Happy Anniversary To Me

Yesterday was our tenth anniversary.

Awwwwwww! How romantic!

And we celebrated this particularly exciting milestone in our marriage adventure by doing the ultimately romantic thing: Darling made an appointment for the car to have an oil change. At 6:30 last night. On his way home from work.

Yup. He is one romantic guy. Never a dull moment around here.

In fairness we ARE going away this weekend. My awesome sisters are taking care of Bugaboo. So, when Darling finally did arrive last evening the kids were in jammies, he shoveled down some food and we put them to bed. Alone at last! Except Survivor was on (is favorite show) and I went to our room to fold hours of laundry while watching those crazy bat people on Extreme Makeover and Dr. 90210. "Ohhh! Our house is a palatial mansion! It is too big! My nose is crooked! I'm 60 and want 20-year-old boobs!" Don't ask me what makes me watch that stuff. Makes me feel better about myself, I guess. I'd never get any of that done, except maybe Zoom whitening. My teeth have always been yellow.

Moving right along.

I celebrated yesterday by getting my teeth cleaned at the dentist. I asked about the teeth whitening. And since I turned down Darling's offer for a new anniversary band (white gold with sapphires and diamonds around the band, like a fancy wedding band. My wedding band does not fit, since the kids were born. ) I thought, hmmmm....perhaps I could get my teeth whitened instead.

Sidenote: Yes, I am crazy. I even hinted for the past three years that for our tenth anniversary I'd like a new ring with diamonds and sapphires. And when he asked me to go out and look at rings I told him it was a frivolous purchase, impractical and could think of ten ways to spend our money better. Like zoom whitening for my yellow teeth. Except I didn't tell him that because I wasn't thinking about it at the time. I was thinking about Bugaboo and taking him to a specialist that Insurance doesn't cover. Or putting a down payment on a newer car. Or Christmas. Or...you get the idea.

In a few hours we will be driving like a bat out of Hades to our family cabin. No phone,no cars, no luxury (just kidding, but can you name that tune?). No tv, though. And it will be divine. I will miss the kids terribly. But I know we need this to preserve our sanity. I just hope that when I come home they do not go bonkers on me for leaving them for three days!