|Not my wedding cake, but if I was going to get married again or renew my vows, this would be a cute cake to have.|
Yep. On May 30, 1992, the day I got married, I was 21 years old. So, I have had this last name as long as I had my maiden name. Half...my...life.
|May 30, 1992|
And I still like my husband. Hell, I'll say it. I love him as much (if not more) than the day we got married. That is rare in today's world, I'm told, and given the divorce rate, I half believe it.
The second milestone was running my first 10K yesterday morning. Now, I ran my first Half Marathon back in January, so this may seem anti-climatic, but it was a pretty big deal for me. I love to run. Love it. And I have never run a 10K. And that Half was on flat ground--this 10K was HILLY. Oh, and hot. It was 75 degrees at the start of the race and temps rose pretty darned quickly. I also did this race with a good friend, and it was nice to have a mini-girl's weekend, even if we were putting ourselves through major torture to do so.
So, last night was a celebration of my two milestones. My wonderful hubby took me out to dinner and we ended up in our favorite wine bar. They even gave us $2 off because it was our anniversary!!! Big things happened this week.
And it only gets better from here...