Robert and I un-ceremoniously celebrated our 4th Wedding Anniversary last Friday by NOT having a Mariachi event at our home. Anniversaries past I never had to purchase a card or flowers! It was all about speaking wacky white Spanish to some dude and his eighteen bandmates on a cell phone at ten at night (or laugh on the couch while your super-gringo husband mangles through it), ordering a keg, brainstorming appetizer ideas,collaging an invite and stapling it on a telephone poll.
Instead, this year I've led myself down all the familiar roads; guilt, forgetfullness, laziness, and lets just heap on a bit more guilt and selfishness. Don't call Hallmark yet! I believe I have an ace in the hole, A REDEEMER!, a 'get out of jail free card'..... NEW ORLEANS!
I'm a procrastinator by trade. I take action after a swift punch of guilt. And I believe you plan your own 'luck'. So let's say.... I'm ready to hit black jack 21 times in a row (Thanks Thunderbird Casino for the first experience!).
I know there's one lucky man who deserves it all. NOLA, I'm here. I'm planning for us to take you by storm. Dear Senor Mariachi- you have a contender.
2 years ago
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I did miss the ceremony. Just so you know!
Happy Anniversary - you're my inspiration (and maybe Victoria's too ;)
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