15 years .... what?

Yes my friends it has been 15years since the B-man and I have tied the knot. Yesterday, the 8th (seriously, would I gotten married on any other day) was a day of reflection...that was my true intention. I looked at the picture of our wedding day does that count?

B had off and we thought oh goodie a day of fun. Ain't it funny when you set your expectations too high. This year my expectations were much lower. I figured the Hawaii trip was out maybe next year. The ring reset in platinum with emerald baguettes on either side was far fetched as well. PF Chang was already visited this month due to a severe craving that could not be tamed...so I stayed in bed a little while longer, not expecting anything cause I didn't ask. See I have to ask then I get what I want...sometimes it has to be said in BOLD TYPE but he usually gets the picture. Who ever came up with the idea that men are mind readers? Why would our minds ever go there? We (us women) are the intelligent species we can read minds not them. Right?

Still in bed I call him...yes...on my cell to his cell...yes.. he is down stairs...yes...I was still in bed


me.....what are we doing today?

B....I don't know what do you want to do?

Me....I don't know (wanting him to read my mind..duh)

B....how about a movie?

Me...What is playing?

B...he reads off movies I haven't heard of and first one starts at 130...ugh
me...I don't know (wasn't in the mood for a movie...Cheesecake factory!!!!YUM)
....Do you want to go eat?

Me...I guess you choose (oh please Cheesecake Factory)

B...How about Stoney River..(an expensive steakhouse that doesn't open until 4)

Me...I don't think they are open.

B...Um mm (I really want steak that is all I ever want a nice juicy expensive steak)

Me...call me later (yes, still in bed upstairs)



I pulled the covers over my head...another year gone by and the best communication is via phone. I laughed at myself for a second for even thinking that, but who cares at least we are communicating right!

About an hour later I decide to text him...

B was down stairs ripping Mr. Kenmore a new one for dying on me twice. His parts were all over the kitchen floor my man was determined to give his wife a dishwasher that worked on the 15th wedding anniversary.

Me...what's up?

B...nothing

Me..what are we doing?

B...I don't know

Me...? (for real buddy can't you see I want you to read my mind CHEESECAKE FACTORY) How about we go somewhere you like to eat ( that was so nice of me huh)

B... rattling off steakhouses ..blah blah blah..Oh how about we go watch the Phillies play on a big screen.

Me...(he did not..yes he did) Sure, but really not in the mood for fried food

B...Uhhh ( why not?)

Me....I'll CALL you back

Jump in the shower, putz around the bedroom moving things from one place to another, dressed and ready to go.

He comes up ... are you ready?

Uh yeah...where are we going?

I don't know

Get in the car and drive to Cool Springs...head to an Irish Pub which of course has the big projector TV and 3 flat screens with the baseball game on, fried food, and
quality time with my man of 15years.

Oh and yes my man won! Mr. Kenmore is working and he threatened to kick him to the curb if he ever did that to his wife again.