July 29th

I got married to a man on this day, 17 years ago. We stood next to a flat waterfall under a tree with the Rocky Mountains on the horizon & said 'I do'. My husband likes to pretend that he was not totally fluent in English at that time & therefore had no idea what he was getting into. As for me, my English was fine, but I can't say that I knew what I was getting into either.


Before we knew it, we had 2 babies. 

Before we knew it, those babies grew into boys. 

Before we know it, those boys will be men.


We have owned 6 different vehicles. We have lived in 6 different homes. We have landscaped 2 yards. We have lived in 3 different countries. We are starting to have more grey hairs than we can count. We are like salt & pepper - totally different, yet standing together just the same.


He is a Frenchman.
He is a father.
He is a son.

He is a chef.
He is a scuba diver.
He is a collector.
He is annoying.
He is the best man I know.

He is my husband.

Happy Anniversary!

I wouldn't change a thing...