A Very Romantic 3,653 Days

Last Thursday, Sukie and I went to the Johnson Mill up in Midway, Utah.

Around 6pm they called Sukie (we went after work on Thursday night) to see if we were going to be there to check in. You betcha! I thought it was weird since … who the hell cares when you check in. Well, they left us our key to get in and we checked in late, and …

So we woke up the next morning and I saw why they’d want us to have checked in before sundown – it is one nice lookin place! Breakfast was stuffed french toast with the other couples who were, as could be expected, not very talkative. I wore my Smokey the Bear shirt, prepared to say, “I FIGHT FOREST FIRES!” if anyone asked me about it, but unlike our previous Provo BnB experience, not much of a crowd. I guess, like me, people are just hardwired to love weekends, even when we have Friday off.

So, yeah, 10 years of being married to the Sukes. There’s a lot I can say about that, and with all the weddings in recent months and the pending 10 year WudaniSukieVersary I’ve had a lot of time to think about just what it all means. And I do mean to infer that I wax introspective.

In my head I keep trying to finish this sentence, “Marriage is …” but like all great universal truths it carries such weight that you can’t do it justice with words, or understand the truly complicated maze of it (or how beautifully simple it is.) So I guess the lesson here is, I love my Sukie more than the words can say. Oh ho ho, Cliche!

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