Wow, I can’t believe it’s been 19 years since my sweetie and I tied the knot back on July 16th, 1993. We first met shortly after I arrived in Georgia back in January of 1991 and had our first date in April. To say I was smitten would be an understatement. She was and remains my buddy, best friend, soul mate, partner, love of my life and just happens to be a goddess: you couldn’t ask for more…
Although much of what we did this past weekend is “normal” for just about any weekend — dinner with friends, visiting with friends at some local bars for Karaoke and cover bands, and a tandem ride — we made a point of savoring every moment since all of the “things” we did are what keep our love young and impetuous: our apologies for those who have to suffer through all of our endless public displays of affection. Yes, we are “that couple” that lots of folks look at and often times say, “Why don’t they get a room!” Now, now… it’s not like Debbie’s doing private lap dances for me in bars… like one gal was doing for her “date” at Bullfrogz on Saturday night. But, I do know that we tend to be pretty affectionate and, well, we both like it that way.
Monday & Playing Hookey From Work!
Late last week I decided to see if Debbie wanted to do something very unusual for us by taking a vacation day from work on our anniversary. It was a first, but it won’t be the last: we had a blast. Although the threat of rain curtailed some earlier, more ambitious plans for a motorcycle ride up to Chattanooga or a tandem ride in the mountains around Dahlonega, we recovered nicely with a full day of activities closer to home.
We started off our day with a nice tandem ride from the house that got us back home by 10:30. After a quick shower, we hopped on the Harley and headed off to find lunch and ended up at the Little River Grill’s deck overlooking Lake Allatoona.
After a leisurely lunch I coaxed Debbie into paying a visit to Horsetown so we could get her a few more pair of Miss Me jeans and shorts. On the bright side, we were pretty focused when we headed on our quest for the Miss Me jeans and we actually ended the day with just the two pair of Miss Me jeans and shorts: a rare occurrence when we head into Horsetown for just about anything: love that place, the people there and of course our friend Misty! Mind you, these are pretty fancy pants so, while Debbie didn’t get anything bronze for her 19th wedding anniversary, she did get some really nice jeans!
Unbeknownst to Debbie, our next destination would be the Marietta Square’s gazebo where we were married back on July 16th in 1993. Just as it was back in 1993, we found the park as beautiful as ever and a popular place for people to gather or just take a restful seat on a bench to enjoy the shade and lovely views. We took a quick self-portrait for posterity in front of the gazebo and a drink from the water fountain before hopping back on the Harley and beginning to make our way home. We finished up our ride by paying a visit to the top of Kennesaw Mountain and then taking the long way home through some nice, tree covered twistie roads before rolling back in the driveway around 3:30.
Unlike nearly all of the past six years when we celebrated our anniversary by having dinner with Debbie’s son Wesley and his wife Julie — who share our July 16th anniversary — we opted to be selfish and go it alone this year. Although we considered some fancy places, we settled on one of our very reliable, very excellent restaurants — Aspens — for our dinner plans. We also decided that we’d go early so that we could enjoy a relatively quiet dinner before the restaurant filled-up with guests. The highlight of dinner was, of course, my lovely Debbie who donned one of her fabulous long Double-D knitted dresses from Horsetown, along with her nearly matching black Corral boots with goat lace inlay.
I’m a lucky guy…