Anniversary Week!

Sunday, May 11, is Mother's Day. It is also our 34th wedding anniversary! So, you're going to get a week of posts (I don't post everyday) related to our marriage and the celebration of thirty-four years together.

Today I am buying two dozen roses and delivering them to my bride. How come you might ask. Well, our anniversary is Sunday and we will be out of town, so I decided to get the flowers early so that she could enjoy them all week at work. At our wedding the primary flowers were Talisman type roses. They are a peach-cream with dark reddish tips. So that is what I will buy. I have actually found them at SAM's Club. I will get some greenery, baby's breath and make the arrangement myself. She will love it, rearrange it and it will be spectacular.

So how did this relationship begin, you ask? Well, we were both working in Tulsa (We're returning to the scene of the crime this week-end) and lived in apartment complexes that were very close together. I used to ride the bus to work and she would ride to work with a friend. Apparently she saw me waiting on the bus one morning and decided that some day she would ride the bus for a change. Never underestimate the scheming mind of a young, single woman. The day that she finally decided to ride the bus home from work, it was standing room only. So I gave her my seat and the rest is history. Yes, we met on a Metropolitan Tulsa Transit Authority bus! Thanks MTTA.

We dated for about a year, only because we didn't want to upset her parents. She was 19 and I was 26. We knew within three or four months that this relationship was going to lead to the wedding alter. In fact, we started dating in May and I had the rings bought by August. I didn't give her the engagement ring until October, again, to keep peace in the family. She was from a very small town in Missouri and I grew up in the "Big City" of Tulsa. We just didn't want her parents to think that she left the country and was swept off her feet by the first city slicker that she encountered, so we waited as long as we felt appropriate before the engagement and marriage. Still, it was only slightly less than a year from the time of our first date until we were married. Well, that's our story and we're sticking to it. Excuse me, I gotta go deliver some flowers. Stay tuned, "That Seventies Show" will make an appearance here...if I can find our wedding album.