It's been seven years of Hubs and Feath. Seven seems monumental. It feels like it hasn't been that long, but it also feels like it has been just that long when I think of all we have done in that time. I think that Seven moves us out of the "young marrieds" category. Although we are not yet in the "old marrieds," we definitely have moved past those things that we struggled with in the earlier years. Life would not be the same without Hubs, and I would not trade him for anything.
For our anniversary this year, we celebrated 3 days early. Hubs took me to Rasoi, an Indian restaurant, and then to an outdoor movie at my favorite spot in St. Louis, Forest Park. During dinner, we went through all of our anniversaries, remembering what we did for each one. We've had some great ones:
One year: Took a "staycation" at a nice hotel in Lincoln, painted pottery, went to a movie, had a picnic.
Two years: It was the last day of our 2 week vacation in Hawai'i. A trip to remember.
Three years: Low-key dinner at a local restaurant. But, we had been in Hawai'i 2 months earlier and just moved to Kansas.
Four years: Spent two days in Chicago and had pizza with great friends.
Five years: Went to the City Museum in St. Louis, but took an anniversary trip to Israel in March.
Six years: Had breakfast out together before church. And then, a month later, we hiked Long's Peak.
This year has been a busy one with the end of school and making plans for the next stage. So, there are no vacations, but it was so nice for the two of us to get out for a nice dinner. And to add to it, our waiter's reaction to our years of marriage made us laugh.
Towards the end of our meal, the waiter came by and took my hand, admiring my wedding ring. He said it was beautiful, to which I responded, "I know," because it still is one of the most beautiful rings I have ever seen. Hubs mentioned that we were celebrating our 7th anniversary. The waiter was surprised because we look younger than we are, and then he said, "Any kids?"
"No, no kids," we replied.
"Too long. You need to start," he told us. "Tonight."
"Haha. Okay, we'll keep that in mind," as we think this is the strangest conversation we have ever had with a waiter.
As we were leaving, he tells us, "Good luck tonight."
We laughed over such a forward conversation from our waiter and then headed out to the park to watch "The Princess Bride." Keeping with my norm when we start a movie after 9:00 pm, I fell asleep during the movie. Hubs enjoyed it though, with his lame, can't-stay-awake wife of Seven years. In another seven, he will be putting me to bed at 7 pm.