That's really cool. Amy and I had our 20th anniversary ... of knowing each other ... last year, and we went out to dinner to celebrate it. We've only been married 11 years now -- we were married to the wrong people originally, alas. (I've had four major relationships as an adult; I'm friends with everyone, still, which may be the thing I'm proudest of as a person, outside of how my kids are turning out.)
But remaining friends is not the same thing as remaining married. I couldn't manage that -- maybe if I'd known ahead of time that they were never wrong, I'd have managed it. I've learned it with Amy. :-)
Congratulations to both of you.
BTW ... "OldEnoughToKnowBetter.blogspot.com" is one depressing blog. Thank God that wasn't you.
Thanks, all, for the acknowledgments on this happy day.
Dan -- Though I've only had it on the blogosphere since the middle of 2006, Old Enough to Know Better 'twas the title of my column for Dean Wesley Smith's fanzine, The Report, and the first of those came out sixteen, seventeen years ago, so I claim it until such time as somebody can show me a prior useage for such purposes ...
P.S. Dianne and I have known each other all of our lives, kinda-sorta.
We didn't meet officially until we were thirteen -- I got a job mowing the lawn at her mother's house. And we didn't date until four years later, when I asked her out during the high school play -- but:
We were born in the same hospital two days apart ...
Jen and I just passed seventeen years together, with over thirteen married. Hardly in the running compared to you and Dianne, but we at least beat the national average (years ago) and are still going strong.
BTW, it seems you got married just a few days shy of four months before I was born.
Congratulations, Steve, even if you're lying through your teeth: it's not a miracle. It takes more than a miracle, it takes more than a lot of miracles. Which makes it even more impressive.
Congratulations to you and Dianne, and many, many years more.
Wow! That's great. I think the closest I can claim is having had my electric guitar for about 15 years, and some of my PKD paperbacks from when I was a kid. Congratulations to both of you. Many more.
I thought of you as I rode all over Portland last weekend- in for the Roller Derby Nationals. Nice, nice town.
For you young men, my advice is to get over the notion that being right matters in an argument with your woman. Even if you convince her of it -- and good luck to you with that -- you still lose.
Being somewhat combative in the right-or-wrong aspect of things, it has taken me a long time to realize this. I have fought the good fight. I have won.
I then learned what the term "pyrrhic victory" means.
Consider the idea of crossing the street in the pedestrian walkway. You wait patiently, you get the little walk-figure lit, and so you start to step off the curb.
You see a car barreling along the road at speed and you realize the driver isn't going to be able to stop, no way, no how.
The driver has a red light. You have the right of way. But if you step in front of the car and it runs you over, you are legally right, but maybe mangled or dead.
You figure it is worth it? Is your dying thought going to be, "Well, he's gonna get a ticket! And maybe eighteen months for involuntary manslaughter!"
Anon-in-Oz:
ReplyDeleteCongratulations! That's wonderful. Hope I'm so lucky. So what's the secret? ;-)
Whatever the problem is, it is always your fault. Admit that up front.
ReplyDeleteIt's not that your wife is always right; it's just that she's never wrong.
Learn it now.
What would happen if you insist it's her fault when it is? Just curious (and inexperienced in long-term relationships.)
ReplyDeleteRemember that scene in Ghostbusters when Egon tells Ray and Venkman not to cross the streams from the proton blasters, that it would be bad?
ReplyDeleteAnd Venkman says, So fill me on this bad stuff, and Egon does.
That. That's what would happen.
Congrats Steve, here's to 42 more.
ReplyDeleteCongrats. You've been married nearly as long as I've been alive. ;)
ReplyDeleteI hope you and the Mrs. have many, many more happy years together.
..and to EACH OTHER, yet. Way to go!
ReplyDeleteIt *is* actually longer than either myself or my husband have been alive...
That's really cool. Amy and I had our 20th anniversary ... of knowing each other ... last year, and we went out to dinner to celebrate it. We've only been married 11 years now -- we were married to the wrong people originally, alas. (I've had four major relationships as an adult; I'm friends with everyone, still, which may be the thing I'm proudest of as a person, outside of how my kids are turning out.)
ReplyDeleteBut remaining friends is not the same thing as remaining married. I couldn't manage that -- maybe if I'd known ahead of time that they were never wrong, I'd have managed it. I've learned it with Amy. :-)
Congratulations to both of you.
BTW ... "OldEnoughToKnowBetter.blogspot.com" is one depressing blog. Thank God that wasn't you.
Thanks, all, for the acknowledgments on this happy day.
ReplyDeleteDan --
Though I've only had it on the blogosphere since the middle of 2006, Old Enough to Know Better 'twas the title of my column for Dean Wesley Smith's fanzine, The Report, and the first of those came out sixteen, seventeen years ago, so I claim it until such time as somebody can show me a prior useage for such purposes ...
P.S. Dianne and I have known each other all of our lives, kinda-sorta.
ReplyDeleteWe didn't meet officially until we were thirteen -- I got a job mowing the lawn at her mother's house. And we didn't date until four years later, when I asked her out during the high school play -- but:
We were born in the same hospital two days apart ...
I got your star-crossed right here ..
Congratulations to you and Dianne both.
ReplyDeleteCaren and I are going on our 15th year together. Sometimes I look around, like that Talking Heads song, and say "Well..How did I get here?"
Jen and I just passed seventeen years together, with over thirteen married. Hardly in the running compared to you and Dianne, but we at least beat the national average (years ago) and are still going strong.
ReplyDeleteBTW, it seems you got married just a few days shy of four months before I was born.
Congratulations!
ReplyDelete(Do I really not have a chance at being right at home?)
Wow! Congratulations Steve! Jeanne and I have been together for 10 years, married for 6. I'm looking forward to many more.
ReplyDeleteThe lesson I learned first: "If the momma ain't happy, ain't nobody happy..."
Here's to many more for you and Dianne!
Chuck
I'm so happy for you and Dianne.
ReplyDeleteCongratulations, Steve! Here's to many many more.
ReplyDeleteCongratulations, Steve, even if you're lying through your teeth: it's not a miracle. It takes more than a miracle, it takes more than a lot of miracles. Which makes it even more impressive.
ReplyDeleteCongratulations to you and Dianne, and many, many years more.
Wow! That's great. I think the closest I can claim is having had my electric guitar for about 15 years, and some of my PKD paperbacks from when I was a kid. Congratulations to both of you. Many more.
ReplyDeleteI thought of you as I rode all over Portland last weekend- in for the Roller Derby Nationals. Nice, nice town.
For you young men, my advice is to get over the notion that being right matters in an argument with your woman. Even if you convince her of it -- and good luck to you with that -- you still lose.
ReplyDeleteBeing somewhat combative in the right-or-wrong aspect of things, it has taken me a long time to realize this. I have fought the good fight. I have won.
I then learned what the term "pyrrhic victory" means.
Consider the idea of crossing the street in the pedestrian walkway. You wait patiently, you get the little walk-figure lit, and so you start to step off the curb.
You see a car barreling along the road at speed and you realize the driver isn't going to be able to stop, no way, no how.
The driver has a red light. You have the right of way. But if you step in front of the car and it runs you over, you are legally right, but maybe mangled or dead.
You figure it is worth it? Is your dying thought going to be, "Well, he's gonna get a ticket! And maybe eighteen months for involuntary manslaughter!"
I'm just sayin' ...