In the words of Barry Manilow: Looks Like We Made It.
This is our 30th wedding anniversary; we dated for six years prior to being legally entangled. If you’re doing the math, Jesus was a small child when we met and my teeth were just sprouting.
Fun fact: Our first date was a BLIND date. How ’bout dat? No tinder. No swiping anything except for his heart. Match Dot What? No stalking each other prior to that fated Robert Plant concert in 1985.
Oh crap. I just looked up that Barry song, and it’s about two people who were in love and now found love with other people. Not a good anniversary song at all.
Fun fact: Barry Manilow is on tour, and you can see him in Vegas this summer.
This BARRY song is more our speed.
I actually heard that song while driving a few weeks ago and I’d totally forgotten what a good song it was….so, naturally, I started car dancing (just like my Mom!) and thought this was a great song for the Coach and I.
Fun fact: Kari, if you’re playing the Dead Or Alive Game, You can NOT see Barry White in concert any longer.
May 25th, 1991. Best.DAY.Ever.
Well, until a few years later when people came out of my body. But still, one had to happen for the other.
Last year I blogged about what a classy affair our wedding was. If you don’t want to go back and read it, I’ll tell you it really wasn’t a classy affair at all, but that’s ok. We both come from very humble beginnings and things have only progressed positively since then.
We don’t have anything planned for number 30 as we don’t usually go all out for our anniversaries….well, aside from our 25th when Coach surprised me with a bonafide proposal & vow renewal on the beach in Key West, including our girls showing up out of the blue, our besties Don & Kelly in attendance and an upgraded ring in a freaking conch shell.
SURPRISE! That was a good time and it can only happen once.
*looks around the corner for our delightful offspring and a conch shell*
Cheers to 30 years. I learned today (google) that the 30th anniversary is the Pearl Anniversary as wives used to get a strand of pearls on the 30th year. Well, I already have a strand of pearls but I only wear them when I’m baking and wearing a housedress with an apron over it.