Corona Devo 2034
My husband and I celebrated our wedding anniversary the other day. I love walking down memory lane and remembering the events and emotions and food (weiner schnitzel!) of that day. Sometimes on our anniversary, we will go out for dinner, and sometimes I make him a special one at home. But not this year. Our anniversary date happened to be the only date that worked-out for hosting a team dinner for our daughter's high school soccer team. You might think that feeding twenty-five young women at our house instead of enjoying a quiet dinner for two might not sound romantic or edifying to our marriage, but it was. After opening a few thoughtful anniversary gifts to each other, we got to work. Him--putting folding chairs around the table and me--prepping mains dishes and sides. Him-- vacuuming the basement and me--organizing table cloths, silverware and cups. I looked up to see him busily moving-on to his ...