Friday Fragments - Anniversary Edition

Welcome to another edition of Friday Fragments - please visit my friend and brilliant mind who started this all, the lovely lady Mrs.4444.

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I'm a little sick of getting up at the crack of dawn, particularly since I am not a farmer and there is absolute no reason for me to be awake that early. I wish that fight or flight mechanism that makes the insides do somersaults for fear of the unknown, would just go away already. But we are this close, people. I'll keep you posted on the next episode of "How the stomach churns..."

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My Dad's monument was finally installed, and last Sunday was the first time we gathered around to take a look at it. This time, though, it was a bit of a bigger gathering, as some of my mom's best friends also came to pay their respects. It was much like our regular trips to Montreal, only this time Dad wasn't there in person with us.

The stone is absolutely beautiful, but one would hope it would be, as we went back and forth with the design so many, many times. He deserves that and so much more.

And more importantly, Mom was pleased.

Because there were others there, I didn't feel the freedom to let my emotions get the better of me. But as we walked back to the car, my boy came up to me, noticed my silent reflection and some wetness in my eyes, and asked if I was okay. I told him I was, and asked him to help Grandma to the car.

"I'm glad you're okay, Mom. He's at peace, you know." he said as he ran back to hold her hand.

And I realized that I am glad too.

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I took the kids to see the movie Shorts this past week. I'd never imagined that a piece of lettuce leaf that my little girl has plucked out of her nose might have the capacity to mutate into a goober monster. I hope that seeing this in live action on the big screen will help my daughter refrain from any future picking.

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The boy got his spacers put in on his teeth yesterday. After I dropped him off at the orthodontist's office, I went to make an important phone call before coming back in to wait for him. Who knew the office is like a factory? Apparently there was no wait. When I came back in, my boy asked if I'd gone for coffee, and took me with him to the technician. Bad mother moment..."It would have been better for me to show you how to adjust it before I put it in his mouth, but we didn't know where you were..."

Great. At any rate, she showed me how to use the little screw driver to adjust the mechanism. After five minutes of trying to find that little hole in the appliance attached to the roof of the boy's mouth, I've come to the realization that I probably need bifocals. Even more wonderful.

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And now comes the reference to the title of today's post.

It's our 16th wedding anniversary today.

To celebrate, we will be going out for dinner tomorrow night at one of the restaurants we used to frequent when we were dating. The last time we were there, we set the hanging bread basket on fire with the candle on our table.

I guess that's why they moved. But we found them again.

Sixteen years ago I was in a house around the corner, getting ready for one of the best parties of my life. My stomach was certainly churning, but in the most perfect of ways. Who knew that all these years later, I would be here making bacon and eggs for my cute kidlets, kissing my hubby as he heads off to the office, and sitting down to blog about it. Life is pretty good isn't it?

Life is about to change, as it has to. I have a feeling that it'll still be pretty darn good. I suspect that Dad is keeping an eye out and is proud of me for the things that are happening.

Happy weekend, all!