Eight is NOT Enough!

We recently celebrated our eighth wedding anniversary. What a blessing it has been to have been married to Mr. K for these moments, days, weeks, and years. He continues to impress! I never would have pegged him as someone to order an edible arrangement, and yet he did, and there it is, photographed on the kitchen counter. Nope, eight is not enough anniversaries, however, I shall always be grateful that we've had at least that many.

Another lovely thing he did was take our wedding rings back to the jeweler to get cleaned and shined. They are so sparkly! Everyone knows how a ring is a symbol. For us, getting them cleaned and shined (what's the term...plated?) is a symbol in and of itself--sort of an inventory about how we're treating our marriage and each other. With daily wear and tear, our rings will wear down a bit and lose that sparkle. The same thing can happen to a marriage unless you pause occasionally to check in and see how things are going. Thankfully, K has really embraced that big idea of "wholesome family recreation" to ensure we're spending time together, talking and walking and working on things so that the memories and happy times are always there. I really appreciate that about him.

We were lucky enough to attend the temple on our special day. That was a peaceful, pleasant time of reflection and joy. We were so smiley and happy and K kept giving me little kisses on my forehead. I will never regret getting married in the right place by the right authority.

This year, our anniversary dinner took place at...Wallaby's! Wallaby's is the restaurant we hired to cater our wedding luncheon. We are not fancy people and yet we wanted to have some kind of a luncheon, so we chose them to cater it. They drove all the food clear out to Eagle Mountain and set it up in the middle of the cultural hall at the local chapel. Our guests LOVED it!!! Some of them still talk about it! I guess folks were expecting more of a hoity-toity luncheon with watercress sandwiches and delicately sliced fruit on petite plastic plates, but no, we fed them heartily: plenty of smokehouse pulled pork, fully loaded mashed potatoes known as Smashers, fresh hot rolls, and green salad. That was it and yet the guests were raving about it. There was a lot of food, so everyone who wanted more got more. I decided to order the exact same meal and it tasted just as good as it always has.

The anniversary comes but once a year and then we move on to other holidays and events. What a privilege it is for me to have K by my side as we continue walking straight into our bright and happy future. To quote a band, "These are the moments, these are the times, these are the best days of our lives!"