Tuesday, September 16, 2008


Today I have been married for 13 years. Yeppers, 13 years ago today the hubby and I drove to Vegas and got hitched. Reverend Gutierrez (complete with prison tats) married us at the Little White Chapel. You know, the one with the drive through. The one where Brittney Spears got married and then unmarried in a weekend. A bunch of other famous people got married there too, but we didn't really know that when we picked it. The chapel was decked out in pink velvet and fake brass. Fancy. The limo they sent to pick us up had a non working radio and windows. Yup, high class. As I walked down the aisle they played that song that Charter Hospital used to use for their commercials. I know it's also used for weddings, but all I can think of when I hear it is rehab, because that's what Charter Hospital was. I don't think Charter Hospital is around anymore, and I'm certain they haven't played those commercials since the early 80's, but whenever I hear that song "If you or a loved one is struggling with addiction, Charter Hospital can help" goes along with it in my head.

So in spite of the rather comical beginnings of our marriage, the hubby and I have stuck it out for 13 years. That's a really long time. I look back at the pictures of our wedding and we look like kids playing dress up. Me with braces still on my teeth holding the little bouquet that came in our package deal. We were kids. We have grown and changed and in a lot of ways become very different people than we were 13 years ago. Luckily we have grown together and become better people in those years. My hubby has grown into the most amazing man, husband, and father.

Last night he called me. It was 11:30 pm here, but it was already the 16th where he is 3 hours ahead. He had been out with his coworkers and had enjoyed a few alcoholic beverages. He proceeded to tell me how much he loved me, and wished me a happy anniversary, repeatedly. His words were a little slurred, but it was the most beautiful thing ever.