K and I have been married for 25 years. Well, it will be 25 years in November. On the fourth Thursday of November, in fact, which also, by some strange quirk of fate, will be the Eldest’s 21st birthday.
I said to K that I thought we ought to celebrate it over the summer — we’ll be in the east, which is where our families and college friends are. We had a big joint birthday party here already last summer.
He felt that this was a bad idea, and that the day had to be celebrated on the day itself.
Which to me seemed impossible. Also, a recipe for disaster. (I like the idea of a recipe for disaster, actually.)
So, in the midst of planning all the rest of the very complicated summer coming up with people needing to be all over the place on consecutive days and with some of us planning our own lives off in Maine and others preparing to do just that in Ohio, and in discussions over lunch with colleagues, I have come up with an exceptional plan.
We will celebrate throughout the year by having a series of toasts at gatherings that are already happening — we’re going to K’s 30th college reunion (we went to the same college — my friends will be there too), toast; my mother is having a 75th birthday party this summer, toast; we’re meeting up with K’s family before driving to Ohio, toast. I think we should go away for a weekend in October, toast, when the kids are away, and then the kids will be home for Thanksgiving/N’s birthday, toast. We could even have a small celebration then, but it doesn’t have to be a big deal.
And, there are a number of interesting silver-themed cocktails and alcoholic beverages out there to be incorporated into the whole business.
I seems especially appropriate for us, since we never managed to have a wedding in the first place — it all seemed too daunting, and still does. We got married on my lunch hour at city hall and told our parents later. Yikes.
Also, we clearly need to get started right away, which seems like a good idea to me.