Dinner and Draft

Last week Jeff and I celebrated our 6^th wedding anniversary. It was our second date. You know, the get a babysitter and brush your hair kind of date. I am willing to admit that I have a problem. I make up these grand scenarios in my head and then get super freaking pissed off and disappointed when they don’t happen. Mind you, I don’t share these scenarios with anyone, I just expect them to come to fruition by sheer force of will. Remember that Garfield osmosis poster, if I think about it hard enough it will come true, right?? No? Oh. Ok, then.

In the past couple of months I have been learning to let go of the images in my head. I plan too much, expect too much and life always seems to fall short of my grandiose imagination. I want to go with the flow more and accept new situations and new visions of life more easily. So, I let Jeff decide our anniversary plans. I was up for anything. Step one, let go of control. Step two, find a place that we could have dinner and draft our Fantasy Football teams…

\\Yes, that is what I said. We have been in our Fantasy league for the last 4 or 5 years, and the draft was the night of our anniversary date. Oh, well. I am easy and going with the flow. Let’s nerd it up with our lap tops and some dinner! It actually sounded kind of fun. We were enjoying our one joint activity while celebrating the fact that we even made it to year six. I love drafting my team. I have a very sophisticated drafting system:

1. I need to like the colors of their outfits. (Fine, uniforms, whatever.)

2. I like unusual names or nicknames (Megatron, The Lawfirm, Demaryius, Julius, Santana)

3. I like players that smile in their photos or have dreads. If you have both, you are guaranteed on my team.  (see Julio Jones)

4. I like to pick teams from cities that I enjoy. (Sorry Kansas City, I don’t think we will see much of each other, HELLO Saints!) 

We had a glass of celebratory champagne and toasted to our new-found relationship. It’s been a crazy last couple of months, and honestly, I would have lost a ton of money if I bet that we would have ever been celebrating our anniversary together again. A bet that I am glad to lose. So far, I am enjoying our new relationship. It is honest, fun, compassionate and feels like home.

This week, (we have hired a babysitter for every Monday night) we went to dinner and watched the football games. I drank an Abita to cheer on my boys! Geaux Saints! After dinner we went to the square where we were married and relaxed on the courthouse lawn. My good friend took the aisle runner from our wedding and had it made into a quilt for Ben’s baby shower. We spread out the quilt, took out a bottle of wine and two paper cups (we keep it classy) and enjoyed some conversation under the umbrella of a hundred year old oak tree wrapped in twinkle lights. We took it back to where it all began. Two kids on the Courthouse lawn learning about each other and what it takes to make a marriage. Two kids, two paper cups and 6 years of memories with a lifetime ahead of us. It was a pretty perfect second date.

xoxo