L’s birthday, that is. Her 49th, for the first time of asking.
The same day (next Wednesday) will also be our twenty-fifth wedding anniversary. For her, it’s a second marriage, after a starter marriage of two years. For me, it’s still the first.
Erin kindly agreed to baby-sit M next Wednesday, so L and I could go celebrate by ourselves, almost the same as in 1984. (Well, not quite the same; the night of our wedding, we went out to the County Line on the Hill with an assortment of in-laws and out-laws, and one of my old-time Canterbury Association pals.) This time, we’re going to Fogo de Chão on our oddy knocky.
Startling, innit? Particularly it must be for our poly acquaintance; seems like many relationships in Poly Austin can be reckoned in half-lives of weeks, and here were are at twenty-five years.
Little universe bewtween our backs. Fnord.
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