Today is Hubby's and my 19th wedding anniversary. That number just amazes me. Obviously, we got married when I was 3.
In reality, we started dating even longer ago than 19 years, when I was just 15. I remember talking to him on the phone the evening we met, and he was already planning our summer together (this was in January). I was thinking, "Yeah, right, as if we'll be dating then." Who knew??
We had a nice dinner at a local Japanese restaurant. The Things accompanied us, so it wasn't especially romantic. Unless your idea of romance is overseeing chopstick wars and arguments over shrimp tempura, or watching a 4-year-old discover pickled ginger (she liked it!) and a 7-year-old try wasabi (she did not like it). But it was fun anyway.