So how did this totally unexpected surprise of a trip come about??? Well, we have to go back in time about 4 1/2 years...
Me: So how do you want to celebrate our 11th Anniversary {coming up in 3 days}?
Him: {I can't really remember exactly what he said, but we discussed restaurant and movie options, made a tentative plan, and called it good. We're both totally fine with nothing set in stone, plans-wise. Although I do remember he was going to arrange for a good friend to take our 2 kids.}
Excitement and anticipation build. A rare evening out with just the 2 of us was on the horizon. Rare because we don't use babysitters and we don't live near family.
3 Days Go By...
Me: {Thinking} Hmmm. He's usually home from work by now. Perhaps he is stopping off for some sort of Anniversary Surprise...
30 Minutes Tick Away. He doesn't answer his phone.
Me: {Thinking} This must be a really great surprise! I wonder what it could be???
More Time Goes By.
Me: {Thinking} It's getting kind of late. Where is he?
Tick Tock...Tick Tock...Tick Tock
Me: {Thinking} OK. Now there's only time for dinner OR a movie. Starting to get a little
The phone rings.
Me: {Thinking} He better be on his way home.
Me: Hello?
Him: Hi honey. I won't be home until 11 or so. I'll be taking So-n-So to dinner and a movie for Good Behavior. (At the time he was a director at a group home for teenage boy s** offenders, transitioning back into society.) I'm sorry I wasn't able to call earlier. See ya tonight...
Me: {Thinking quickly} Is this a joke? Surely he's kidding...
Me: Uh...OK. {Still waiting for him to say he was kidding...}
Silence.
Him: OK, bye.
Me: Bye.
He totally forgot our anniversary.
Now, normally I am very easy-going, laid-back, go with the flow, extremely low maintenance, etc.
But at this particular time I happened to look like this:
I was pregnant. With his 3rd child. His 3rd son.
I ended up going to bed early that night after putting the other 2 boys to bed. Of course I didn't go to sleep, though. And yes, I pretended to be asleep when he came to bed that night.
The next day I "happened to mention" that our anniversary had been the night before. He felt horrible and I was a tad hormonal. Anyway, he said we'd have a re-do. It never happened, though, as the baby came along with all that other life-changing stuff that goes hand-in-hand with a newborn.
Our 11th Anniversary became known as "the anniversary that wasn't" -- it was something we brought up occasionally but didn't really dwell on. I was fine with it once I got back to my normal non-pregnant self and it became something we could laugh at. Honest.
Anyway, fast forward 4 1/2 years later to about 6 weeks ago. My parents were planning to come to town for 4 days. We talked about how we've never done a getaway, other than 2 one-nighters in our now almost 16 years of marriage. We started talking about where we could go for 3 days while my parents stayed with the kids. I mentioned a couple of places closer to home. He said, "Well, why don't we just go back to Disneyland?" We were just there 5 months ago. Yes, 5 months ago is "just there" to me, considering it had been 13 years between that trip and the last trip. But...who was I to argue.
"The anniversary that wasn't" was about to become "the anniversary that we celebrated 4 1/2 years later at Disneyland!" Let the planning begin!!!
PS: I emailed that picture to my sister so she could see my new shapely figure. When she saw it she thought, "Where did she get that crooked exotic vase? And why did she buy it? That's not her style at all..."
To be continued, with pictures.