Thursday, March 10, 2011

25 years . . .

Yeah, this dates me, but 25 years ago on the 8th of March (yeah, I'm late in posting) Gary and I got married.  We actually had nice enough weather for him to golf in the morning before the ceremony, which was his dream.  The next day, we barley got to the airport, which was 2 hours away, because of a smallish snow storm that hit.   Surprised?  Didn't think so.  

Our honeymoon destination:  1 week in fabulous sunny San Diego!  Except for the fact that it rained nearly every day, the hotel that was labeled as 'near the beach' was actually about 1/2 hour away, and on the one day the sun did shine, it was still so freezing cold, we had to wear blue jeans and sweaters to the beach!  Not exactly what we expected . . .

So, 25 years later, as posted earlier, we decided to re-do our honeymoon and spent a blissful week in Costa Rica.  Sunshine everyday, no rain, our room was literally steps from the beach and it was hot enough to play paddle ball and snorkel in our swimsuits.  It was worth the wait.  So when the 8th of March came, let's just say, there was no big ado, since we already had our ado a month before.  And that was fine by me.  But it was still fun to think back 25 years and remember it all.  The 80's dress and hair, the cake with the blue napkin stuck on top, the rock band that rocked the walls, (and my mother's ears), the not-so-tropical honeymoon, the cancelled flight on the way back, and the air sickness that lasted from California, through Salt Lake all the way to North Dakota.   Whew.  At least we can laugh about it now.   :)

Let's see.  Basketball is over and track has begun.  Ezra and Judah swam in the state meet and they are still training for a big meet coming up in April.  India is still working, teaching, dancing and finishing school. And we got another couple feet of snow since my last post.  It's March, it's 16 degrees, the trees are covered in snow and the plow still hasn't been seen in days.  So, I guess there's not much in the way of  'news' around here.  

And I'm still dreaming of palm trees . . .

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