Skip to main content

Year Two And Still Being Us

This past week was my second wedding anniversary. DP devotees are familiar with the "Unity Road Writings" and the importance of the date, September 24th. It's actually quite shocking how fast two years have crept up on the tag team partner and I. It is so often said in terms of the linear measurement that is time, but it really does feel like yesterday was 9.24. The 9.24. 

Yet, here we are, two years removed. Two years growing. Two years stronger. 

And even as the second calendar year passes since we exchanged "I do's", nothing has given me more faith in the strength, peculiarity, and awesomeness that is our marriage moreso than this very anniversary. An anniversary in which yours truly actually did not see his wife. 

Wait. What?

Yes, on September 24th, 2013 - our second anniversary - I did not see my wife. At all.

I woke up. She was already off to work. I worked late, and returned home after midnight. 9.24 over. 

Adding to the week is the fact that yours truly worked almost 80 hours this week. With many of those hours at home staying up late at night. Really, 9.24 came and went without much of a celebration. Just a few post it notes over the archway in our apartment along with a note left for her in our office area. 

In fact, we celebrated several days later with pizza, wings, and beer on Saturday night while watching re-runs of The Big Bang Theory and new episodes of Parks and Recreation and Law And Order: SVU. After long weeks for the both of us, going out just didn't seem in the cards. Not exactly the most romantic anniversary dinner, but one that I could honestly say is just well...just us.

In a brutal work week where there was little time to make a big fuss about things, once again this quirky relationship that we have came to fruition. No need to be cliche. No need to over-plan to create or fabricate something special. Or really, no need to measure ourselves against other couples, or what external factors pressure us to do.

No. During this week, I was reassured that I have a pretty awesome wife who understands and respects the work that I put into my craft - my career. And at the same time, I do the same as well when it comes to hers. And in the end, all that matters is that we realize that it doesn't matter what others expect of us, just as long as we continue to do what makes us, us. Whether that is a nice dinner out on the town and a walk under the Brooklyn Bridge, or just lounging at home with one another eating pizza, drinking some brews, talking about everything, and sharing lots of laughs.

Let's be honest, if that very situation occurred between some in their relationship, it would be a smoking keg before something bad happens. Once again, I have a pretty awesome wife. And couldn't ask for a better relationship where rationale and being true to ourselves trumps selfish desires and gimmicky celebrations.

I wouldn't trade this anniversary celebration for anything. To some it might seem pretty lame, or maybe your average Saturday night. But to me, it's so much more. Oh, so much more. It's the perfect example of us not changing at all.

Still weird as ever. Doing what we do. Because it's what makes us, us.

Recently Read Posts

Dear Son, Prior Generation

--22 Days Old---

Dear Son,

It's been three weeks since you entered this world, and ever since then, you've given us joy, smiles, love, countless Google searches, plenty of shoulder shrug I-give-up moments, countless "spit-up" shower/laundry drills (we have this down now - it's such a tight operation), a lifetime subscription to sleep deficiency and an immediate annoyance to parenting advice from those who wish to give it unsolicited.

But you know what, between all the unknowns, the shrugs, and the fatigue, you flash a moments smile, and we're back in the game. And if we capture it on our phones, it's like a bases loaded, 3 RBI, triple.

Yet, as the days peel off the calendar board, and sunrises and sunsets aren't exactly lining up mentally in our place in comparison to earth's time continuum, this third week of your existence brought you visitors - your first! - in the likes of your grandparents.

By now, you probably know you are lucky and that yo…

Sunday Sundown Rundown - 7/15/18

3 Up

1. Thailand Boys Rescued - This story was captivating, and even becomes downright addictively intriguing when you really get into the research methods used to save these boys and their coaches. And let us not forget some of the fatalities that occurred to get this done as well.

2. World Cup - How absolutely phenomenal was this event? I'm already sad to see it go. With a newborn in tow for myself, I watched so much of it, and it all, was so, so, so good. Best in my lifetime, for sure. Congratulations to France - albeit via immigrants of African nations. But that's a different message for another post on immigration hypocrisy.

3. Isner vs. Anderson - 6 Hours and 36 Minutes. Just as great as the World Cup has been, Wimbledon was just as fantastic. Isner and Anderson provided an absolute classic.

3 Down

1. Papa John - This dude is an absolute clown. This story is such a reminder of how these scenarios only result in action due to public backlash. And of course, how recording, …

The IF Factor: Questions Answered #81-90

81. If you could enact one law in your country that does not currently exist, what would it be?

There would actually be quite a few. However, I would go with gun control. Nothing too elaborate, but the type of control that requires screening and effective security of allowing firearm usage in this country. 
82. If you could own only one thing for the rest of your life, what would you choose?
I would probably choose a good pair of pants. Weird? Yes, most definitely. But a good pair of pants sets the tone, and for a big and tall guy like myself, dictates the comfort for the day. As hard as pants are to find for us big guys, I'd like to own one pair, thus renting or borrowing everything else. If you happen to be one of those folks that has your perfect pants size in every store, you most likely won't understand this.

Pondering Picture #87

On the magic food truck.