Saturday was our ninth wedding anniversary.

 

That is, in and of itself a very big deal and worth a moment of reflection.  Nine years is no small thing.

People look at us differently than they did when we said we’d been together, for example, 3 years.  They look at us like we achieved something beyond hanging out with a best friend (who also happens to be really physically attractive) for years at a time.  Evidently at some point we passed a marker.  It’d be nice if they put signs on those things or something.  They don’t look at us like the cute old couple who’d been married for 50 years yet, so we’re led to believe there are additional, similarly unmarked, waypoints out there.  Stay tuned for updates as we stumble over them.

The next point here is (yeah, we’re kinda free thought writing here, just roll with it 😉 that we’re actually upon the cusp of opening a bottle of Italian wine that we have been cellaring for a decade!  A DECADE!  Come on, that’s got be a big deal!  Exactly 354 days from now we’ll be able to intelligently speak of Tuscan Crociani reds and the variances of their tastes when consumed immediately, at 5 years and at 10 years.

We’ve cellared wine.  Kept it even.  Purchased it but not opened it.  For years.  Many of them (years, not wines.  At least yet).  In a sequential order.

That’s a sign of maturity right?

We need to pick out a new wine for our little family tradition but don’t worry, we have a few candidates in mind…all from New Zealand oddly enough…

Finally it occurred to us that, by the numbers, we have spent a full third of our married life on this little adventure.  That, also, is no small thing and it’s given us some insight so we thought we would put on the “couple” hat and answer a question we sometimes get –

What does travel do to a marriage?

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