October 31, 2008

• Our marriage is old enough to vote.

  
  
  

  It is the Feast of the Dragon (Samhain).  We like green dragons better than red ones… we, my beloved Old Fart ArmsMerchant (AKA Greyfox), and me.

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  We are doing the anniversary waltz.
  
  

  Eighteen years ago, I consented to go along with his inexplicable, apparently insane, desire to marry me.  He checked his calendar and decided that Thursday would be the most convenient time to get away to Virginia for a quick civil ceremony, and that Thursday happened to be Halloween.
  

  
  
  
  

  Who knows which?  Often it seems that marrying him was the coolest move I ever made.  On the other hand, I bless the day he rented his little cabin fifty miles away and started spending most of his time there.  I love him madly, and love him best when he’s not in my face.  Go figure.  I’d bet he feels pretty much the same about me.

  
  

  
  I’m still batty over you, Darlin’, after all these thousands of years.  Ain’t it amazing?
  
  
  Zap.

  

  
  

  For these animations, I owe thanks and a link to:   http://jsmagic.net/

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