Wednesday, May 02, 2007

Our anniversary

It was our 7th wedding anniversary on the 29th April 2007.

Sadly, I preached at two services and so could not spoil Natalie. On Monday we went to my folks, and so we postponed the spoiling again.

Last night, however, Nat's mom looked after the boys while we went for supper at a restaurant named "Heat". A friend of ours owns it and so we decided to support it a bit. It is a bit on the pricey side, but if you are up for a special meal, then this is the place.

We had carpaccio, steak with mustard and brandy-sauce. We drank what amounted to a bottle of wine, and then had lovely mousse and ice-cream covered with Nachtmusik and Cape Valvet.

What was more special, was the opportunity to sit and talk. Nobody else interupting, no crises to attend to, no telephones, but just us. It is strange how one lives past your spouse and at first it felt quite strange to "just talk". We had about half an hour of awkward silence, very much like a first date. But then we got to know each other again and fell in love again.

Thanks my lief for a wonderful 7 years.

And thanks for allowing my to watch the end of the soccer last night. If you didn't hear: Liverpool drummed Chelsea 4-1. "You will neeeeveeeer waaaaalk alooooone!"

By the way, don't you think my wife is just too beautiful?


digitaldion said...

A few comments:

1) Happy Anniversary! You are both great people and deserve the blessing of each other.

2) Yes, your wife is lovely! How did you do it?

3) A bottle of wine... No wonder you looked so hung over this morning and taught that students that the doctrine of anthropology is about how "Some bloke called Dog make human beens in her image..."

4) And, last but not least, any post that does not mention a Vespa (even if it is a lovely one about one's anniversary) doesn't COUNT!!

Ha ha!

Rock in the Grass said...

what a stunning woman. And to think that she has survived the seven lean years and still looks so beautiful. Please reassure her that it only gets better from here on - mainly because her husband is beginning to grasp his utter dependence on her.