Thursday, July 6, 2006


On our way home from swimming lessons, I couldn't resist calling my husband.

"Ball-and-chain,"  I said when he answered.  "You couldn't even leave me a note?  No Post-it declaration of love?"

"I tried to wake you up.  You were snoring."

"A likely story." 

Ben is looking a little quizzically at me, as I hang up, so I explain to him about "ball-and-chain."

"You know, how in the old days, they would put a ball and chain around a prisoner's ankle so they couldn't go anywhere, or not go anywhere quickly?  Well, you can tease your spouse by calling them your ball-and-chain.  Because..."

Nolan interjects at this point: "...because you're trapped."  He didn't beat an eyelash or look up from his game.  He just silently held his hand up to me for the high-five.

It was pretty funny.  And insightful, even for a twelve year old.

I'm hoping he has picked up on some of the more positive aspects of marriage too, but I think it's important that he also see it's not always a picnic. 

Because we all know it's not.  It's better to know that sometimes the little things like dishes in the sink make you snap; that you don't go through life always holding hands all googly-eyed. 

Sometimes, you look at your significant other, and the years melt away, that flip-flop in your stomach makes you pause.

Sometimes, you can't even look at your significant other without feeling homicidal and needing to leave the room.

It's like anything else in life, it has its good points and its bad points, and all points in between.

Today, it's 15 years for us.  If you count our dating, it's 24. 

The good points are there, and the bad points suck, but it's the points in between that I like the best.

The everyday things.

Like when I wake up just enough to tell him to have a good day. 

Like when he sneaks up behind me, puts his head on my shoulder, and tries to get in the way of what I'm doing.

Like when I stand out of his line of view, and watch him playing with the kids.

Like when we exchange the secret code; things I say that seem innocent but aren't, and he knows it.  ("I shaved my legs today." = you are so getting lucky)

Like he can look at me, know something is wrong, and get me to spill it with just the right way of asking me "what's up?".

All of the day to day adds up, and eventually, years go by.

In the blink of an eye.


deniden said...

Aww congrads!

(You guys were together 9 years before you got married? You started dating young, right?)


suzypwr said...

Happy Anniversary!!


jckfrstross said...

CONGRATULATIONS    15 years Happy Anniversary. this entry says it all !!!!! to 15 more


misscarberry said...

Love Sam xXx

jevanslink said...

From all of us who didn't last to someone who did -- WAY TA GO!!!!  And many more.

Mrs. L

screaminremo303 said...

We've got you guys by a year. Besides, everyone knows the dating years don't count. No one is anything like their married self when they are dating.

Isn't that the object?

ekgillen said...

Happy Anniversary!  

wshgranter said...

Well, hell.  This entry brought me to tears.
Happy Anniversary!  I love to see couples who stay together and who are happy!!!
Thanks for your comments - you've helped to make me feel better :)

rushingrepair said...

You don't know me But your blog cauht my attention.

Thank you for taking the time to share the moment. Happy aniversery. My wife and I have been married 18 years and have 5 kids. Life is to important to spend alone.....

God Bless
A.R Rushing

mosie1944 said...

I like this entry; it means even more to me because my husband had open heart surgery 3 months ago, and I appreciate the little moments you are talking about here.