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msmemory_archive) wrote2007-07-11 10:01 am
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Insufferably smug and happy
Please pardon me if I gloat today. It's the 20th anniversary of a particular steamy, sunny day on the Wellesley campus.
jducoeur and I have been happily married for 20 years, and dream of many more years of partnership together!
Love you, sweetie!
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Love you, sweetie!
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Good god...I was at that wedding 20 years ago. 20?!? We're old!
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Every right to gloat.
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I also remember how buying your wedding gift was the occasion for my engagement to my "training" wife, and other tales.
Funny, how I don't feel as old or staid 20 years later, as I would have predicted then, 20 years on.
It has been a very fun ride so far. I can't wait until we all reminisce fondly at your 40th anniversary. And many past that. Happy Day to both of you!
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No, none of us is that old. When I was 25, forty-five sounded like staid middle age, and I ain't middle aged.
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So glad you two are together and still so happy!
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-- trying to put dlevey together in the parking lot - tying the bow tie, fixing the cummerbund, pinning the flower on the lapel. ("I don't know how this stuff goes - I never went to my senior prom!")
-- baking four batches of my infamous chocolate-chip brownies for the post-reception reception at Windsmeet. (Rob sat too close to the plate of them, and ate seven or eight before I could warn him, and then felt woogly for the rest of the party . . . )
-- wailing at the one weekend handyman for the apartment complex, because I was having gods-know-how-many people over the next day, and THE AIR CONDITIONING DIDN'T WORK. (He fixed it fairly easily. Not that it mattered - once the first forty or so people got into the living room, it didn't make a dent.)
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