Happy Anniversary to Us - 18 Years

I was digging back through the archives to find my anniversary post from last year. There wasn't one because he was, once again, in the hospital. As of this writing, he's sitting right here.

We're heading out for lunch (by ourselves) and I'll come back and finish this.

Later (around 3:45 p.m.)

Since I couldn't find my earlier post, I went way back to September 2005 when I first started the blog and found my first post about Ray . Not much has changed. We're a little older, a little grayer, but we've never regretted our impromptu Reno trip for a moment. The highlight is the link.

Those of you who haven't read it before may find some things you didn't already know about me. My earlier posts touch on some of the darker episodes in my life. I wanted to get them out of the way early and move on.

This link contains links to some, but not all, of those early posts.

Son Tim used to call us twitterpated. It still fits. Marrying Ray was one of the best decisions I ever made.

Ray went out to the store yesterday to check on a part for the icemaker (no luck) and came back with a lovely bouquet of purple carnations. Do two three (I just went back and looked again) carnations comprise a bouquet? Yes, they do.

I wondered why he insisted I stay home and rest. He wanted to sneak around and buy the flowers, of course. Some things haven't changed in 18 years.

We enjoyed our lunch except for my steak which was properly cooked but too tough to eat. My fault - I should have known better than to order steak at anything except a steakhouse. The French onion soup, asparagus, potatoes, and bread that came with it were fine and I boxed the meat up and brought it home to my friend. She can cut it up into tiny pieces for fajita or something.

Ray had the soup and a Chinese chicken salad type thing wrapped in a tortilla. This town leans toward wrapping everything in tortillas, even moo shu pork. Seriously. They've converted me. I bought 2 packages of 30 flour tortillas each today and they'll be gone in no time. The girls prefer them to bread.

We walked over to Barnes & Noble for a cold drink (forgetting that Tim was off today) and then came back home in time to see most of the Giants game. Sorry, my Phoenix friends. SF 13 - AZ 0. Why can't we save a few of those runs for the games we lost by one run?

Not that the other baristas at B&N can't fix a cold drink but I enjoy it more when I can pick on Tim.

I digress again.

Rochelle took a couple of pictures; one or two of Ray and me and one of the flowers. I haven't cleared the camera since my sons borrowed it almost a month ago for my granddaughter's high school graduation. I tried to plug it in - wrong cord. Looked all over - cord nowhere. Called Tim who looked around and said oops. He's going to bring it to me so I should have pictures to add.

Elcie is spending the night with a friend and the other two have gone swimming with some other friends and parents. The house is quiet.

I'll put a bookmark in this and return when/if I have photos.

5:00 p.m.

Tim has been and gone. I now have the correct cord and he has the one to some unknown camera. The pics are uploaded or downloaded as the case may be (they're on the computer) and I'm about to try to get them on here.

If it works, one is a picture of the purple carnations, the other is a picture of me, Ray, and an oxygen tank in front of our house. You can probably identify which is which.

His t-shirt reads "I Am the Boss in My House and I Have My Wife's Permission to Say So!!

The pictures are on the blog and even I can see them. Evidently when I fixed the picture glitch I fixed whatever was keeping me from seeing them on the blog at the same time.

Thanks for all the comments and the guest book signatures once again.

Take care everyone.