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Today is my 17th wedding anniversary. I met Jeff when I was 17 years old, so there is a pleasing symmetry here somehow. I didn't think we did anything special today. Jeff took the healthy dc to church while I stayed home with the sick ones and Noah. When he came home, we made about four bazillion homemade buttermilk donuts together -I made the dough, rolled, and cut while he cooked and rolled in cinnamon sugar. We then served an utterly irresponsible lunch of homemade donuts, home canned applesauce, and ice cold milk. Sometimes we really like utterly irresponsible lunches around here! There were lots of leftover donuts which we all nibbled at all afternoon, so we didn't have the big pot roast dinner I had planned. Instead, we had some BBQ sandwiches from leftover smoked pulled pork that we had for dinner last night. We've been needing a new laptop for the business and Walmart had some for under $400, so we went to Walmart together and picked up a laptop and some scissors. When we came home, we just sort of hung out together while Jeff worked on the new laptop and I sat nearby and chatted with him. No big dinner out, no romantic date, no roses. We didn't even buy cards. I told Jeff that I was afraid this wasn't much of an anniversary . . . then we looked at each other and grinned and both said that we wouldn't have changed a thing. :-) This morning we lazed around in bed playing with the little guys until Jeff absolutely had to leave for church. We had a lot of fun laughing and talking making those donuts. We were blessed to get a laptop for WAY less than we thought, and blessed that the business could buy it. We spent time with 7 of the 8 most wonderful kids in the world. Because Mary Faith is needing lots of snuggles right now, I didn't feel like I had to run around and "do" stuff. I just sat and talked with Jeff while he worked on the computer. We got to laugh (a LOT) at Noah's new dance moves. As soon as I finish this we'll probably get into bed and snuggle with Mary Faith (who still feels really yucky) and watch a couple of old episodes of Get Smart. Life is good. :-) Blessings, Kate PS I recently wrote the story of how Jeff and I met and posted it on a group I'm on. (We were comparing notes!) I thought you might like to hear it so I'm pasting it here. . . . . . Jeff and I met our freshman year of college (PCS). I was 17 and he was 18. I was actually a cheerleader for his soccer team. One day I hurt my arm cheering and ended up on some pain medicine. There was a party for the team and cheerleaders that night and I went even though I was in a sling and couldn't play pingpong or anything. Jeff saw me and felt bad for me, so he sat and talked to me the whole time to keep me company . . . but because of the pain medicine, I wasn't able to remember this! (I'm relying on HIS account LOL). We ran into each other a few days later outside of a class, and I thought he was a friend of my friend's fiancee. Remember, I had forgotten ever meeting him. I walked up and greeting him (thinking he was someone else) and he thought that I was impressed by his kind and gentlemanly behavior from the party. He asked me to go to church with him that night and I agreed. A few minutes later I ran into my friend and her fiancee and mentioned that her fiancee's friend had asked me out. I was horrified when they said that the friend had been off campus all day!!! I didn't know what to do. For all I knew, Jack the Ripper had asked me out LOL, but I decided to go ahead and meet up with him. All the same, meeting at church was surely safe, right? (Not to mention that attendance was mandatory so it would have taken some doing to avoid him, and I couldn't call and cancel since I didn't know who he was!) I sat next to him that night having NO IDEA what his name was, how old he was, or anything. I didn't even realize that he was on the soccer team for which I cheered. As we spoke, he asked me how to spell my last name, which was Till at that time. He told me I was lucky because there was no way that people could mispronounce that name, but that people were forever calling him Jeff Estes (2 short e's) instead of Jeff Estes (1st e short, second e long.) I was SO relieved to learn his name so that I could ask around and get the "scoop" on him. :-) We went to church together the next Sunday, then Wednesday, and so forth. Neither one of us had ever dated before. By October he knew that I was the girl for him, but it took me quite a bit longer to figure out that he was the guy for me. (Poor fella.) Within a year we both knew we would be getting married, and 2 /12 years after we met I got the ring officially. We married in July of '91 right after graduation. I was 21 and he was 22. Here is the funny thing - all of Jeff's life he said he was never going to get married. In kindergarten his written answer to "When I will grow up, I want to be ____" was "not married." No joke. In his senior year of high school he refused to write a paper about the qualities he wanted in a future wife, because he said he was never getting married. He finally had to write it or get an F, but the only criteria that I match is that I am female LOL. He did say he was going to find a cheerleader to date when he went to college, though! When he told his mom midway through his freshman year that he had found his future wife, the poor lady almost had a cardiac event. He now fondly and happily tells people that I ruined all of his plans for his life, and that he is glad I did! (I never did tell him about the whole mistaken identity thing until a couple of weeks before our wedding. He just LOVED to tell people about how I was so moved by his kindness at that party. I hated to burst his bubble, but couldn't stand it any more.) :0) Blessings again, Kate |
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