Thirty Years Strong and Still.... Camping...

OH MY GOSH!!

Andrew and I have now been married for THIRTY YEARS!  Today!!

I remember a long time ago, and I can not believe it has been that long, when seeing couples who had been married for that long my first thought was that they could not possibly understand the love, the desire, the passion that we shared.  I mean, these folks were old, they were sagging in places, they were wrinkly, they were worn looking.  They could not possibly have the love and passion that goes with  having young tight bodies all thin and beautiful.

Thirty years later I am happy to tell you young married madly in love vibrant couples that we are now old and saggy.  No, what I mean to tell you is that by God’s grace and a lot of love and forgiveness it gets better and better.

So how, you might wonder, will we be celebrating this wonderful milestone?  Well, originally the celebration was going to be ME CAMPING!!! It wasnt’ actually meant to be the celebration, in fact we had no celebration planned except to one day see grass instead of dirt all over our acre of land we call home but I digress, but as it turned out we were going to be in a yurt on the Oregon coast with Jarrett, Taite, Matthias and Andrew’s brother, Matt, and Doris and Heidi.  I was excited about the yurt part ( I mean, wow!  a camping experience with electricity, heat, a flushing toilet, a hot shower, OK the shower and toilet were a few hundred yards away BUT the toilets flushed and the shower was hot! and that for us is really moving up in the camping world) and about spending good relaxing time with family; it was the lumping that in as our anniversary event that was a bit troubling to me.

Add to all that, Heidi was celebrating her eighteenth birthday and I gotta say, it isn’t a lot of eighteen year old girls who would be sport enough to celebrate in this sort of high fashion.

OK, we are just back from the yurt adventure and I have to say it was stupendous.  I know!  Who’da thought!!  We took a 5 mile roundtrip hike (uphill both ways sloshing through mud) and at the end of the trail arrived at a view that was spectacular and then to crown the event with glory we saw a whale and sea lion in the water below us and a bald eagle flying over us.

The beach was warm and sunny and the agates and other treasures were plentiful.  AND Doris had the brilliant idea to pack no food, no cooking utensils, no nothing that smacked of us doing survival skill cooking while at our yurt.  So, we ate all our meals out- and not at McDonald’s!  That was really nice.

On top of all this fun, fun, fun, I received an email from a reader of our blog whose feet I could kiss  who has offered us their place on the Eastern Shore, garden in bloom and rockers on the porch with a view of the Chester River, if we’d like to use it.  Hmmm… YES! So, we will have one more wonderful adventure when we go to see our newest grandson in a couple days.