TWENTY-FIFTH ANNIVERSARY….
July 19th, 2005
On our 25th anniversary, my husband took me out to dinner. Our
teenage daughters said they’d have dessert waiting for us when we
returned. After we got home, we saw that the dining room table
was beautifully set with china, crystal and candles, and there
was a note that read: “Your dessert is in the refrigerator. We
are staying with friends, so go ahead and do something we
wouldn’t do!”
My husband turned to me and said, “I suppose we could vacuum.”