This morning I did the math and realized it’s been six months to the day since J and I got married in San Diego. When we picked August 14 as our wedding date, we didn’t realize it was Pakistani Independence Day (a fact one of J’s coworkers promptly pointed out to us), and we didn’t consciously calculate that our half-anniversary would fall on Valentine’s Day. August 14, 2010 was simply a Saturday that worked for us, and now that will be our anniversary date for better or worse, ’til death do us part.
In the past six months, J and I have celebrated one Christmas, two birthdays, and now our first Valentine’s Day as a married couple, and I’m still surprised at the novelty of shopping for a “husband” greeting card for each of these occasions. When J and I were dating, I’d always gravitate toward cute or humorous cards rather than the stereotypically romantic (read: mushy) “hearts and flowers” ones…and I always tripped over the term “boyfriend” and even “fiance,” both of which sounded terribly age-inappropriate. My 20-something students have boyfriends and fiances, so it always felt odd to use the same term for my sweetheart that they’d use for theirs.
Now that J and I are married, I find myself chuckling whenever I peruse the greeting cards specifically geared toward “husbands.” The first time I was married, “wife” wasn’t a term I felt comfortable with. I didn’t feel like I fit the job description of a “wife,” whatever that was, so the term always felt like an ill-fitting coat: big, boxy, and bothersome. Now this second time around, I no longer feel like “wife” is a job I have to “do”: it’s simply one way of describing one aspect of who I am. Either I’ve grown into that previously ill-fitting coat, or I’ve realized that “wife,” like a scarf, is a garment that drapes itself to whatever shape you’d like: you can wear it this way or that, depending on your style or fancy.
As much as I’ve settled into the role of “wife,” I’ve realized over these past six months that J was pretty much born to be a husband. J is one of those quintessential “nice guys” who simply likes being domesticated. Given the choice between going out and staying in, J will always choose the latter: even when we go to hockey games or other “man’s man” events, J’s the guy who’s quiet, sober, and respectful while the rowdies around us are swearing, spilling beer, and otherwise raising hell. J’s the kind of guy who thrives on predictability rather than spontaneity, so we’ve quickly settled into a “boring married routine” that fits like an old shoe: nothing snazzy or stylish, but something comfortably familiar.
And so the day before Valentine’s Day, the closest J and I came to celebrating was to rearrange our usual Sunday schedule so we could watch an afternoon Celtics game on TV, eating takeout sandwiches from the deli where we normally have brunch…and then promptly falling asleep in front of the TV, tired from having gotten up early so J could have a morning conference call with a colleague across the world. Last night, when J and I exchanged Valentine’s Day cards a day early, I had to chuckle at the unintentional appropriateness of the card I’d chosen, which showed a cartoon couple napping on a couch in front of a TV, the caption reading, “A kiss is just a kiss, and a sigh is just a sigh…but a loud snore means you’re happily married.”
Feb 14, 2011 at 8:35 pm
Well,Lorianne, we have something special in common – no I don’t just mean falling asleep in front of the TV! Our anniversary is also Aug 14! We’ve been married 44 years, so I think the date will “work” for you! Happy Valentine’s Day.
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Feb 14, 2011 at 8:45 pm
So, happy Valentine’s Day and happy half-anniversary to you! We’d originally picked August 21st as our wedding date, but since that didn’t work with several family members whose kids were going back to school then, we moved it up a week. As much as the Valentine’s Day connection was pure accident, I think it’s a pretty cool coincidence.
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Feb 14, 2011 at 8:47 pm
Lovely close; I didn’t see that coming! I also felt happily tired after that fabulous game yesterday. Thanks for writing about this first married Valentine’s Day. I wish many more happy milestones to you two youngsters.
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Feb 14, 2011 at 8:54 pm
In our defense, we did wake up in time to see the last half of the fourth quarter, so we saw the part of the game that really counted (plus the post-game coverage, which showed the highlights.) We’d been flipping back and forth between the Bruins and Celtics, so it’s probably best that we slept through the end of the Bruins game (alas, another loss).
Thanks for the good wishes, and happy Valentine’s Day to you!
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Feb 15, 2011 at 4:38 am
š It all sounds very good.
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Feb 15, 2011 at 6:03 pm
Yes, indeed!
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Feb 15, 2011 at 1:29 pm
L – SO glad to hear of your romantic success with J. You were certainly due a loving, lasting relationship. š
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Feb 15, 2011 at 6:04 pm
And you too, girlfriend. I think we’re all deserving of love; it’s just a question of whether it comes sooner or later.
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Feb 16, 2011 at 7:28 am
We came home Saturday from an early Valentine’s dinner (early as in 4pm) and promptly fell asleep for 2-3 hours, waking at 9pm. Oops. That’ll throw off your sleep schedule. Anyway, on Sunday we made brunch at home and later watched the Celtics game, too. We’re not married, we’re just *old*!
Happy belated Valentine’s Day, and 6-month anniversary, to you and J!
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Feb 16, 2011 at 8:56 am
You’re not fooling me with this talk of being old, Leslee. Judging from the giddy glow in your Valentine’s pictures, you two are a couple of smitten teenagers. š I’m glad you found a way to celebrate before the actual holiday, and I’m sure you’ll be celebrating many more Valentine’s Days to come.
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