20

Yes, I've been a bit of a blog slacker the past few days.  After a whole month of posts, it felt like the right thing to do, sitting back a bit, avoiding the computer for a while.  But boy, did it feel weird.  I know I'm not the only one out there that's thinking that.  And yesterday at work I still kept an eye on my analytics in real time, watching each locale pop in and pop out, checking for updates (ahhh, don't think I don't know who you are!!!), and I also felt guilt.

So here I am, back in the middle of it, hopefully writing something relatively interesting, although I can't promise that.  I can only do what I always do, write as it all rolls out of my head and through my fingertips, winging it, hoping for the best and trying not to put you all to sleep.

Hey, you there...you still with me?

So today's post is gonna be quick (how many times have you heard me say that before?).  It's to commemorate 20.

10,512,000.

=175,200 hours.

=7300 days.

=20 years.

20 years of marriage to my wonderful husband, Steve, celebrated on Sunday!  Wow, such a long time!!!  We were seriously just kids, when you think about it.  We've grown so much together, been through so much, gone from the wild life of the London club scene to the responsible, domestic life of child, house and suburbs.  Steve recently found some old frinds from that wild life on Facebook, and they have tagged him in some old photos.  Photos that make some people, who didn't know us then, laugh, but photos that make me look back and say, "Wow, awesome!"  Amazing how that much time has passed and how we really don't feel like so much time has passed, until we look at the photos and see how truly young (and thin!) we both were.

So, how to celebrate 20?  We're not much for big to-do's.  We exchanged cards in the morning, then had a day of family time, just the 3 of us.  Took Samantha to see Puss In Boots (or, to her, Cat in the Boots the legendary pirate cat.  LOL).  Her anticipation certainly showed during each. and. every. interminable. preview.  After each one, she said, hopefully, and much to the entertainment of the people sitting behind us, "The cat now?"  She enjoyed the movie for the most part, getting a little bit antsy during some of the slightly long, drawn-out scenes and falling sound asleep in the last 5 minutes (what do you expect with daylight savings time rearing its ugly head and no nap?).  Later, Steve cooked a fantastic dinner, and exhaustion overcame us all early.

I love you, Steve, and look forward to the next 20!!!