Tuesday, May 26, 2015

The Anniversary I'm THRILLED to Celebrate!!

Twenty-four years ago today, Husband and I went on our first date. I was already head over heels in love with this guy; I just needed confirmation that he felt the same way.

All good!

But oh, my poor mom. After five years in Boston, I had been ready to come back to California, live at home, and go to Chico State for my master's degree. And there she was, truly torn between, "I almost had her back!!!!" and "At last, someone is going to marry my spinster daughter!!!"

(I was 29. Late for a Chardonnay girl, for sure. Mom married at 18, her mom at 20. I was withering on the vine.)

In the past, Husband and I have made much of this anniversary; our usual custom is to go out for a yummy meal and buy each other a new book. But today we each made plans, unbeknownst to the other. I had to go get finger-printed (a new requirement for substitute teachers) at 11:30 in Waltham . . .

. . . and he was seeing his ADHD doc at 1 in Watertown — alas, no time for us to hook up.

But I made a splendid dinner of Mediterranean Tilapia (a recipe from this month's Good Housekeeping — low fat, low carb, low calorie, and utterly delicious!) . . .

. . . and we watched three episodes of Honey West, a fabby TV show from the early 1960s, which Husband loved when he was 11. I enjoy it too, particularly Bruce, Honey's pet ocelot.

(Sister Hart, do you see yourself in that face at all? Honey, I mean, not Bruce. She kept reminding me of you!)

Today is also the birthday of Mrs. Fog Dog, my bridesmaid and beloved friend of many decades. Recently I was asked, "If you could travel to anywhere you've never been, where would you go?" and I silently debated the merits of Denmark vs. Australia . . . and then suddenly blurted, "Battle Ground, Washington!", which surprised everyone, mostly because no one who doesn't live there has ever heard of it. But that's the site of Fog Dog Acres, my friend's homestead, and I haven't seen it yet, and I love visiting her. It has been a long time. Anyway, in her honor, here are two of her favorite things: beautiful flowers (she has a green thumb — or, indeed, an entire bright-green limb) and her sweety dog Feldman:

She has a Feldman and I have a Fenton, who is also white. I love this.

Many things to celebrate this week, including my brother Matéo's birthday on Thursday and Mrs. Cynicletary's birthday on Saturday, which begins the two-month-and-ten-day period when she is older than I am, which of course I make much of. She and I are having lunch on Friday, we'll still be the same age, thank God she'll be able to hear me and understand my youthful slang.


Twenty-four years ago, I fell madly in love for the last time. Definitely something worth celebrating!!!


— Lady C

p.s. In weight-loss news: I've been faithfully logging my food on FatSecret and staying within my calorie limit. Lady Darcy and I are being good food buddies and checking in regularly. However, I am gaining and losing the same five pounds, over and over and over.

Over and over and over.

I will keep on keeping on. What else can I do? 

But I think I do need to step it up on the exercise front. My new vow is that if I don't have paying work, I have to do some exercise and I have to do something fiction-writing-related, whether it's write a new page or send a query letter or whatever — something along those lines.



  1. Two months and ten days but who's counting.
    Eh? Did you say something?
    Mrs. Cynicletary

    1. It's important to keep track of the days of our lives, my friend. Like sands through the hourglass . . .

      We will celebrate the last day of your 52nd year like it's 1999!! Or something.


  2. How lovely to have a happy anniversary after a sad one.
    And how lucky you were to find the love of your life... and to marry him!
    (And how lucky for him!)

    1. We are both very lucky! How I envy others, who have us to envy. 😄

      What I always say to newlyweds is, "I hope you will be as happy in your marriage as Husband has always been in ours." It is never not funny!