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19 years and counting with my funny valentine

Terri and Basil, Sept. 4, 1993.

See that picture? That’s how we looked 19 years ago today. (Now I’ll wait while you scroll to the bottom to see what time has wrought.)

You back up here now? Good.

Yes, a few weeks ago we marked the 25th anniversary of our first date, but today is the anniversary of the day we made it official. (There was big gap between the two days; I’ll let you do the math.)

Nineteen years of resetting the thermostat (even more so these days!), changing the direction of the toilet paper roll, fixing the toothpaste tube, tripping over shoes left in the doorway, arm wrestling over the TV remote. In short, 19 years of trying to avoid driving each other crazy!

And 19 years of laughs. Thank God for the laughs; it’s what keeps us going and coping with all that life manages to toss at us.

I’m starting to feel a little like we embody that saying about how it’s not the years but the miles. Heaven knows there have been plenty of miles.

While Basil managed to avoid setting any linens on fire this year (you can read  about that here), we still endured our fair share of the same crap everyone else deals with — work challenges; the roller coaster (or is that fun house?!) ride that is raising a teenager; the death of nearly all our appliances, one after the other; the brave new world of teaching Catherine to drive (read about that here).

Through it all, our mantra is “Don’t take yourself too seriously.” Basil is much better at this than I, but together we prop each other up, whether it’s me talking him down when he’s misplaced his Amex card, him greeting me at the end of a long, crazy work day with a travel mug full of wine, or the two of us photo-bombing an unsuspecting family at the Jersey Shore (that story is here).

Looking at the wedding photo, I can’t believe how young we look then. Now we’re both plenty gray, and on our best days, we’re full of wrinkles and droops.  (And I wouldn’t admit it to Basil, but I’ll confess to you that his gray is probably equal parts the result of living with me AND helping to raise Catherine.)

Today as in all the previous days since 1993, we will not take ourselves too seriously.

Given our advancing ages, however, we may do so while sleeping on the couch in front of the TV.

Basil and Terri, October 2009.

About Terri S. Vanech

Wife, mother, communications specialist, Jazzercise instructor and recently reunited adoptee. I'm living out loud -- and trying to make it all work -- in midlife. Having a sense of humor sure helps.


One thought on “19 years and counting with my funny valentine

  1. Happy Anniversary! I know what you mean about making each other laugh. It’s kept us together for almost 46 years.

    Posted by Karen Waggoner | September 4, 2012, 10:03 am

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