Pity Party

Yesterday was mine and Grant's seventh wedding anniversary. It seems like such a short time ago that we were married, but so many exciting things have happened in that time, I know that is really has been seven years.
I was feeling a little down about the whole anniversary thing yesterday. It should come as no surprise to me that I would be alone for it, and so would Grant. I said to him that we had only spent two anniversaries together, and his response was, "That many?" Needless to say, when we were planning our wedding, it didn't occur to me that just because the beginning of August 2002 was sort of inconvenient that year, that it would continue to be inconvenient for the rest of our married life. Getting married in August to a farmer, and a helicopter engineer who works on forest fires all summer long is really poor planning. But, in my defense, at the time Grant proposed, I was so happy he finally did it I wasn't thinking about the rest of our life together, just that moment in time.
So, long story short, I whined about being alone and lo and behold, at 9:30 last night (as I was getting ready to go to bed) a van pulls into my driveway, and out pop Catherine and Arren...... with Aprikat. Happy Anniversary to me! They stayed until midnight (when my anniversary was officially over) and we just talked and laughed, and talked some more. I have awesome friends.