Saturday Satisfice

Satisfice: to aim or achieve that which will suffice

Last night we spent some time with a group of friends celebrating a birthday. We laughed and talked and ate and danced. (Yes, danced - much to the horror of the teenagers who were present!). While we were dancing (Funky Town, Purple Rain, No Parking on the Dance Floor…. I can’t recall…ha!), Matt said to me, “We’ve been married a thousand years.”

Yes, it does seem like forever. I don’t know if all couples begin to feel this way after they’ve been together a  long time or if it has to do with us growing up in the same hometown and getting married so young. But I can’t imagine not being together. 25 years… wow! And to this boy whose first words to me in the lobby of our high school gymnasium were, “Hey, goofy.”

The photo above was taken last night. Not a great quality photo, but pretty good of both of us. We generally take terrible pictures as a couple… Matt’s eyes are always closed and I tend to either look drunk or angry.

So, bad quality or not, this is a decent photo of two people who have been married “a thousand years.” I am very much satisfied with this gift of marriage I’ve been given.