Today is our 10th wedding anniversary.
These days, people post sweet anniversary messages to their partners on Facebook. I always wonder why they don’t tell them in person.
Well, now I know. We have two children, who refuse to let us talk to each other. So Stephen gets a whole dang blog entry about how great it is to be married to him. (Lucky, lucky man.)
As many of you know, Stephen pretty much does everything around our house. OK, I do some things. But I am more of a big picture, “Carson,” making sure Downton runs smoothly and that there is always enough wine.
Stephen is more of a “Mrs. Patmore.” He cooks, grocery shops and puts to bed the kids, the dog, the chickens and me. (Goodness, when does “Downton Abbey” come back? I love that show.)
Stephen is also nice, humble and funny. He’s thoughtful. He regularly schedules the babysitter and surprises me with nights out. (Yes, I am OK with him texting five N.C. State women at any give time.)
He’s a great dad, coaching basketball and doing Y-Guides. And I have to mention that he’s a hat trick: TALL! dark, and handsome.
Basically everyone in the world knows Stephen is the better half. Even at our wedding, people told me, “Don’t screw this up.”
Now, we live in the South, so they are “bless-her-heart” subtle. They say things like, “Your husband is so smart,” and then stare at me, thinking, “What is he doing with you?”
Well, I am really funny. I am a fabulous dancer. And I’m the one who cleans out the chicken coop. In addition, I know a lot about current events and celebrity gossip, so I always have something interesting to say.
But there is no hiding that I am an only child, who is opinionated and loud and has a healthy sense of how awesome I am.
All this means Stephen sometimes gets frustrated with me. (But remember, I am a fabulous dancer.)
When he’s had enough, I jokingly ask if he’s ready to date other people.
His response is always the same: “No one else would put up with you.”
“Ha ha ha,” I say. Except it’s true.
Here’s to 10 years later and sticking around with me to laugh, dance and eat good food that you cook.
Can’t wait to see what the next 10 years bring.
Well, actually, I do know. It rhymes with upgrade ring.
