It’s the 6th wedding anniversary today of the Chicken and I. She forgot. Or rather she said, “No, I didn’t forget the date, I just forgot that today was the date.”
That’s OK, we’ve been without a calendar now for about 3 weeks and only recently realized May had passed and June was here.
Six years ago, my father in law’s partner, the only man I’ve known as a somewhat father figure, the man who has died and is being buried today, walked me down a spiral staircase to a room full of all our favorite people. Chicken and I exchanged vows with a Buddhist water ceremony and the family joining in (but not my family because g-d forbid they pour water over our hands to bless us, it might piss off Jesus and his dad!).
I’d like to say it was a magical night, but the truth is, our photographer sucked, my MIL popped me a Xanax which SO doesn’t go with alcohol, we both indulged too much in the vodka/caviar bar and we were so drunk we forgot to tell the wedding planner to bring out the wedding cake. And we told her not to serve it until we informed her we were ready….so…no cake. Thank god we had other desserts served at the table and no one knew!
I just have to laugh because it was clearly OUR wedding. We had the best music and loads of dancing and the best food. But, in other ways it was a disaster and it’s all more than a bit hazy to both of us. Don’t you wish you had been invited? I’m sure there are stories to tell I know nothing about!
We’ve decided to do another ceremony for our 10 year anniversary: sober this time for at least one of us and only a glass or two for myself. Smaller list and lots of children. I can’t wait!
My how our lives have changed! Since we haven’t had a chance to get each other gifts or cards for today, (Um, we have been around each other pretty much 24 hours a day now since DECEMBER. Not much privacy or time to surprise the other one!) we both gave each other the chance to take a shower.
Ha! Chicken even got to shave one leg before Whoop Whoop’s crying became so intense, she elected to shave the other one at a later date.
Happy Anniversary Chicken! I sit here with a sleeping Whoop Whoop strapped to my chest, the only way to stop him from crying and get him to sleep.
I thank god we’re far, far away from where we were 6 years ago.
Life is very good and I couldn’t be happier! OK, well honestly I’m hella sleep deprived and once the babies sleep longer than 3 or 4 hours I’ll be happier, but you know…it’s pretty damn good this life.