The other day was my 14-year wedding anniversary with Adam. Unlike years past, we decided to go out as a family, instead of just a couple. We went to a nice local Italian joint for good food, good wine and a good time. Adam started the night with a beautiful toast and upon the cheers, I was feeling happy and loved. The place added to our special celebration by giving us a rose, two flutes of champagne and a cake with a candle for dessert. In between all of the loveliness and after the toast however, Adam began to suck down Guinness like he needed beer googles for the obligatory anniversary sex; Vanessa and Ella played hand games like “Rock, Paper, Scissors” at the table and got a little carried away knocking over a glass of water, sending it crashing to the floor and breaking into a million pieces. Ella began to laugh at this and accidentally farted so loud, the people at the table across the room looked over at us . Adam slurred something to her and I couldn't tell if it was a “way to go” comment (why are guys proud of gross stuff like that?) or if he was yelling at her for being rude. When we got home, Adam passed out and I put the kids to bed. I then poured a glass of wine, sat on the couch and put on a porn (some form of sex had to happen on an anniversary night!) After 3 minutes, I changed the channel to Lifetime and used my phone to shop around on Amazon for a new dress during commercials. I ate the dessert I took home from the restaurant. This was wedded bliss of a new kind. Here’s to another year of real life and real love and all the perfect imperfectness in between!
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