Today Lori and I celebrate 21 years of marriage. I’m pretty excited. When she wakes up, she’ll see an envelope in the middle of the room. Inside the envelope will be some cash, enough to cover any of the list of several choices for the evening: shoe shopping followed by dinner and a nice hotel suite an hour from our house, a night alone at our own home with dinner and a nice fire (kids are gonna be at a friends’ house), or a real fancy dinner and shopping.
I think she’s gonna go for the shoe shopping and the suite!
It really wasn’t that difficult to plan. I’ve been stuffing cash away in a hidden place for months, I made a few calls with cancelable reservations, and then I bought a card and listed out the choices. I love this stuff! Probably because I’m head over heels in love with this girl… still, after 21 years!
Young people especially seem to ask me, “How is it that you made it 21 years and actually still like each other!” (If it was my friend Adam, I’d just say it’s because she’s so hot!)
It does seem a little crazy by the world’s standards. I mean, we made it 20 years longer than Katy Perry, and almost 21 years longer than Kim Kardashian (the bar isn’t real high in pop culture).
What’s the secret?
Good question. “I” can’t really take any credit. Fact is… the less “me” the better. I guess that’s the secret, if any.
More of these marriage thoughts next week!