In other words, Mark and I just celebrated our 8th anniversary yesterday. If you can make the connection between the title of the post and the previous statement, you get a gold star for the day. If you're stuck, here's the rationale. People say that, by rule, we tire of something after seven years. It starts to get a little mundane, a little familiar, a little old, whatever, so out of that came the concept of the seven-year-itch. I know kids get vaccinated for the chicken pox now, but back in the day, when we got the chicken pox, our mothers just covered us in Calamine lotion and commanded us not to itch - all the while threatening that if we do itch, we'll scar ourselves permanently. Great. Thanks.
So, this all goes to say that I think I'll just plan on life with a little Calamine lotion. I can honestly say that I enjoy and appreciate our marriage more today than I did when we first got married. However, I know it's not easy to stay married for the long haul, but I look at those who have and realize that, sure, they probably felt at times a bit itchy, but instead of scratching, they reached for the Calamine lotion. Good for them. No life-long scars. The song lyrics that pop into my head when I think of a good relationship description go something like this..."It's not always rainbows and butterflies, it's compromise that moves us along. My heart is full and my door's always open. You come anytime you want." Sounds like a good plan...
So, happy 8th anniversary, Mark. I love you! Since we aren't going out to celebrate our anniversary until Saturday, we celebrated the evening at home with an amazing dinner, a great bottle of wine, and we waited until the kids went to bed to eat, so we really got to enjoy it. Nina really understood the anniversary concept this year. While Mark was at work, she asked if I would put on my wedding dress and show Daddy when he got home. I told her I would. She also wanted to try on my wedding veil and wear some high heels. Lyla picked her own look, and I thought it was the perfect dichotomy of every female out there. Part of us just wants to wear the baseball cap while the other part of us loves the heels!
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