100 Degrees
Our thermometer registered 100 degrees at around 11:00 this morning. That’s the temperature on our patio which is in full sun. But the temps will definitely climb into the 90’s today, for sure.
Today is our twelfth wedding anniversary. I kept waiting for Ross to mention it. I thought for a second that it was no big deal, that he didn’t mention it I mean. After all I wasn’t mentioning it either. But I know that I at least remembered. And I know that he didn’t.
It was strange because all last week he kept talking about how we should go away for a few days for our anniversary. He wanted to stay in Cape May at the “Rhythm of The Sea” bed and breakfast.
It’s where we got married. The mayor of Cape May performed the ceremony on the enclosed front porch with a few close family members gathered around. But, at $275 a night, I thought it was way too expensive for a room at the Jersey shore, their smallest room at that.
Around mid-morning, I finally said something to him. Something like, “I’m a little disappointed that we are not at least giving some recognition to this day.”
He didn’t have a clue as to what I was talking about.
He said, “Yeah, it looks like it’s going to be very hot again today.”
I tried to give him another hint by saying, “Yes, I know the thermometer on the patio is registering 100 degrees, but today is a special hot day.”
Again he had a puzzled look. He thought for a few moments. And then I saw it, the lightbulb lighting up in his eyes. And I heard it, the ding, ding, ding go off in his brain.
He literally jumped up from the sofa, and practically ran into the den. He came back out a few moments later and asked me if I had checked my e-mail yet today.
I said, “Uh, I’ve been up since 5:30. Of course I’ve checked my e-mail today.”
“Why?” I innocently asked.
“Well, you better check it again,” he said.
Ahh, technology. Instantaneous anything.
So, today is our twelfth wedding anniversary. Ross “remembered" with a sweet e-card from Blue Mountain and an Amazon gift card.
Even though it wasn’t the most grand of places, lunch on the historic Tuckerton Creek
at the Dockside Cafe in Tuckerton for our twelfth wedding anniversary will be memorable for at least as long as, well, until we forget, I guess.
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| He was hanging on the dock. |
8:45 AM
Today is my grandson Tyler’s birthday. He is four years old. I miss him.
Aww. Glad your special day turned out to be special after all :)
ReplyDeleteThanks Kaye, it really did turn out to be special.
DeleteGoofy Ross! C'mon, dude! I am a weirdo. I would be reminding Michael all week - he finally knows that that stiff is important to me. He really doesn't have to DO anything. Jut remember:)
ReplyDeleteI have to commend Ross, he accepts these posts about him without a fuss. He provides me with much material :)
DeleteHe has a saying, “If you don’t ask, you don’t get.” Next year I’ll try your approach, I’ll put it in his calendar with hourly reminders :)
Talked to my aunt yesterday. Her and my uncle's anniversary was on Monday. Their 43rd. Both of them forgot.
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ReplyDeleteIt's nice to hear about a marriage that has lasted for 43 years.
I just read this old post and thought I would weigh-in. My husband and I both forget our anniversary EVERY year.(!) It is September 27. About a week ago (This is November 1) I mentioned to him that we had forgotten again. This was our 36th. We actually think it is funny. We put no stock at all in birthdays, anniversaries, and most holidays. Every day is a great day for us. We also have an agreement not to buy gifts for each other. We are fortunate enough to be able to buy pretty much anything we want and do so when the notion moves us. I know that is pretty odd for most people; but, it takes all kinds, they say. We prefer to put our efforts toward the grandkids.
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