How to celebrate your anniversay like you're a rock star

This is not going to be a mushy post about my love of 16 years and how I am so lucky that we were once young. and stupid. and got married when we didn't know any better. It is not going to have photos of when we were fresh faced, wrinkle free, and beautiful. It is just going to be a post that says our 16 year wedding anniversary was yesterday. 16 years!!! Yes, I am only 21 so I got married as an embryo.

And how did we spend our anniversary? It was very glamorous and chic. You wait, everybody who's anybody will be celebrating their anniversary this year like we did. We are so hip and stylish it's painful really. We took the kids and went to a free rodeo at the college where Chad teaches part time. We got to see a BEAUTIFUL sunset, and that's saying something because I am not a sunset kind of girl, and spent a nice evening with our kids freezing our butts off on some hard ass bleachers. How my ass gets tired from sitting when I have so much cushion back there is beyond me. Connor almost started a riot when he wondered out loud if the BBQ we were eating was old dead horses that couldn't rodeo anymore so maybe that's what the cowboys made BBQ out of? Chad and I were trying to shush him while we stifled our giggles.

Then we came home and fought about Daisy, the beagle, and why or why not she should be allowed to sleep on the bed. We went round and round about the yin and the yang, the pros and the cons of dogs sleeping on their master's bed. I won't tell you who won, because it would be unladylike of me.

And that is how you spend your anniversary in true rock star style. Get your plans laid now, because I bet you won't be a find a seat at the free rodeo for YOUR anniversary! You're jealous. I know you are. There are not very many people who can live such a fast paced and exciting life and yet still continue to find time to blog. Yep, I'm a rock star all right.

Another event that made my wedding anniversary even more memorable and once again proves how very vain I really am: in the bathroom at work I discovered something most shocking and horrifying. I spotted a WRINKLE. A laugh line. This despite the fact I have been saying the best thing I person can do for fine lines and wrinkles is to have a fat face,which I do,and until October 12 thought had been working just fine, thankyouverymuch. AND my 79 year-old-coworker whom I adore informed me I am having hot flashes, and no I'm not too young for that kind of thing. Oh yes, it was the BEST anniversary EVER.

And one more nugget that makes me wonder who's life I am living anyway: Crazydruggiesister went with her lock down drug treatment program to a taping of "Price is Right" and got to meet Drew Carey. Per my Mom the treatment facility T's in is sponsored by "movie stars". T didn't get called to come on down, but she is going to be on TV on Monday. My niece, K, is planning on being camped in front of the TV all day on Monday to see if she can spy her mom in the TV audience. AND the other day K seen her father on a documentary about prison life on the Discovery channel. She has never seen him since she was 4 years old and has no memories of him. And she got to see him and hear his voice for the "first time"on a TV. Where he is in prison. She was watching the show completely by accident. Her reaction to the whole meeting her Dad via the TV screen? "He's very very dark. And maybe she's famous since they have the same last name and he has a tattoo with her name on his bicep!" *sigh* To be 15 I suppose. Life is weird. And strange. And I have a wrinkle. And my dog has to sleep on the floor.