Thursday, December 19,
2013 – Our 30th Anniversary
Yesterday, we celebrated
our 30th anniversary with a quiet dinner at a local restaurant,
Bazin’s on Church, in Vienna: butter lettuce salad and wolf fish (strange name,
delicious fish) for me, creamy sweet potato soup and fried oysters for Elliott,
and a crème brulée with two spoons for a shared dessert. It was our first time at Bazin’s, and I look
forward to a return visit.
At Bazin's on Church |
So many moments from the
past three decades still seem so real, it’s almost as if they happened
yesterday. Having this store of memories
is one of the pleasures of growing older.
I remind myself of this as I contemplate new twinges in my wrist, the
extra pounds I’ve magically gained, and skin that doesn’t fit quite as snugly
as it used to. Of course, then I can
stand next to Elliott and immediately feel younger. That’s one of the benefits of marriage to an
older partner.
But, a 30th
anniversary! Thirty years is almost half
my lifetime. When we got married, we
never thought so far into the future.
And somehow, it just happened.
Well, not exactly, of course.
Sometimes it took hard work to make it happen. Looking back, I think that both of us were
very stubborn, but in a good way, when it came to our marriage. Maybe committed is a better word than
stubborn. We were both committed to
making it last. And it certainly keeps
getting better and better.
Now, after thirty years
together, the big question is: will our marriage
survive the stress of our kitchen remodeling project? I have
to admit that I’m pretty territorial when it comes to “my” kitchen. Therefore, I was surprised to see that Elliott
had such strong feelings about the kitchen design. It’s true that he spends a couple of hours
each morning in the kitchen – drinking coffee and reading the newspaper. However, I am the one who does the menu
planning, cooking, serving, cleaning up, etc.
Our first major
disagreement focused on the issue of island vs. peninsula. There were some very tense moments during our
discussions, but I believe that issue has now been resolved in favor of the peninsula. Then there’s cabinet color – stain or
paint? White, but which white? We keep
meeting with designers and going to showrooms.
On Tuesday, we spent several hours at Ikea, using their online kitchen
planning program. (We also stopped in
their restaurant so Elliott could indulge in one of his favorite meals, Swedish
meatballs with lingonberry sauce.) At
the end of the day, it seemed like the more we saw, the more difficult the
decision-making became. If you’ve done
any remodeling, I’m sure this sounds familiar.
Elliott enjoying Swedish meatballs at Ikea |
I have a two-week break
from subbing while Fairfax County schools are closed for winter break. Classes at George Mason University don’t
resume until the third week in January.
So I have some “extra” time, which I intend to put to good use. First of all, I am getting more serious about
staying fit. Regular sessions with a
trainer are a big help. Secondly, I am
tutoring another Bat Mitzvah student and preparing to do my own Torah reading
in early January. Next, I’m trying as
many new restaurants as I can. This is
my alternative to overseas travel. Fortunately,
Winter Restaurant Week is coming up soon.
In addition, there’s cooking, especially comforting winter soups. And I mustn’t overlook my winter “therapy,”
i.e. doing jigsaw puzzles. I find it
very relaxing to work on these 500 or 1000 piece puzzles, but at the rate I’m
going through them, it’s becoming a fairly expensive hobby.
One of the many jigsaw puzzles I've done recently |
We have lots of visits
with family and friends planned for the next couple of weeks, assuming that
Elliott stays healthy. His bronchitis started
to flare up a couple of days ago, and he’s now taking antibiotics. Otherwise, we’re fine, very grateful for the
past thirty years, and continuing to enjoy every day we have together.
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