August 17 marks our 18th wedding anniversary. We have been together though, for 20 years. I realize that it is cliche to wax on about how time flies when it comes to the length of your marriage or the growing up of your children - but it is hard not to. I feel like someone hit the fast forward button on my life and the days are just flying by.
We met in a bar in College Park (Santa Fe - for all you Terps out there) and didn't really pay much attention to each other because we were on dates with other people. Although, I swear that in the fleeting moment of meeting him that first time I remember a flash and my brain saying "You're going to marry that guy." But then again, I could just be looking to make the memory more romantic and swoony.
We were friends for two years before we began dating. And then one night after seeing our friend Glenn's band play at Max's on Broadway in Fells Point - the B decided to go in for the kiss. That moved our relationship status forward and we've been together ever since. So, I owe a debt to Glenn and the guys from Sorry About Your Daughter for setting the mood that night.
Homecoming, 1992 was when he asked me to marry him on Fraternity Row at the University of Maryland. Then he told me not to tell anyone ( I was like - WTF???). He didn't have a ring yet and he thought it was weird to tell people we were engaged and there was no ring. Eighteen years later I think back on that moment and WTF??? still sums it up.
We were married in a very small ceremony on a Tuesday night (the anniversary of our first date) at the Inn at Perry Cabin in St. Michael's, MD. Which - by the way - is where they filmed the reception scene from Wedding Crashers. Although when we got married there it was a small, gorgeous inn run by Laura Ashley's family.
We spent our honeymoon in Ocean City, MD. And we had a friend crash in our room one night after going out drinking. Awesome.
Since tying the knot on August 17, 1993, we have done what most married couples do - figure it out on the fly. Somehow we have managed to move across country and then move back, get and lose jobs, buy a house, have two kids, fight with each other, love each other, compromise, act like stubborn asses, assemble an amazing group of friends, and keep up with our families. It is exhausting just thinking about it.
For Richer. For Poorer. In Sickness. In Health. To Love and Honor (I don't obey anyone). I can't think of anyone else I'd rather share this crazy, wonderful, seat-of-our-pants life. I hope we keep "figuring it out on the fly" till death us do part.
Happy Anniversary and love to my B.
Peace,
Tee
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