i love april.
there is so much to celebrate this month. One of these is my wedding anniversary. I have 19 years under my belt with my husband, 9 married. I feel like I've reached that point in my life where dates and anniversaries always seem to surprise me. Everything seems to be in double digits or entering a new decade. And apart from the fact that I feel like I'm getting more like the oldies and less like a young adult and I have to really slap myself in the face to believe where I'm at, I actually love this time of my life.
I am happy.
we are happy.
even with tooth paste graffiting kids and a flatulent, barky dog.
many years ago, one of the first presents I received from my husband was a bottle of wine from the year I was born. It was probably worth quite a bit and considering that he was a young, poor uni student, it was well above his means.
He presented this present to me wrapped in a roll of cheap toilet paper and a roll of masking tape. Because that was all he had at hand. it's what's on the inside that counts right?
So what to get someone who is difficult to buy for?? A bottle of wine from the year we were married. The name on it, Old Bastard was the decision maker as I was standing there in the bottle shop trying to choose. So I've wrapped it in toilet paper and masking tape. I hope he likes it.
This week celebrations and a work meeting are leading us to Melbourne. it's really a week of indulging. Not just going away, but I seem to have done very little re work. I've caught up with beautiful friends, taken time for me, received presents, played with the kids a lot more than usual (because I won't see them for a few days).
And now all those early in the week ideas about what I wanted to create will have to wait. Before we go, there are bags to be packed, clothes to washed, half a days worth of driving, orders to be shipped, legal paperwork to initiate, applications to fill, half a house to be moved for tradesmen coming tomorrow and a promised logo to be designed.
two very big nights ahead for me.