Do Not Allow Your Anniversaries To Go To The Dogs
The invitation with the photo on the front proved it. This couple was not freakishly attractive. Adorable yes, but not drop dead gorgeous. Unless your a passionate lover of your household pets. Our friends are big on anniversaries of all kinds and this time it would include presents for pooches. Their dogs had been part of the family for two years.
Homemade banners touted popular phrases like 'you ain't nothing but a hound dog' and 'three dog night'. We wore name badges shaped like milk bones, nuts were in bowls with the dog's names on the side, and some snacks looked like chew toys.
The game room was also the dogs lair. There was a picture of humans playing poker above the foam dog bed. There were bright ensembles of dog clothing stored in the attached laundry room. There was even a portable space heater so the floor would not be too cold for their furry friends.
The women universally commented on the dogs having a better anniversary celebration than they experienced. That was the day I started planning for a wedding anniversary. I had nearly a month to make my wife feel as cherished as the neighbors 'kids'.
I listed my wedding anniversary first. I searched online for creative gift ideas. I researched unique anniversary parties and found that celebrating love can be lavish or on a budget. The celebration can be personal or public. You can plan an intimate occasion for two or include family and friends.
I worked on my computer, enlisted the kids help, and worked with the local office supply outlet to create everything. I used online templates to make my invitations, pictures were printed on glossy paper off my computer, and I converted our old 8mm movies to digital video.
We did a big party at the fraternal club we belong to downtown. A nephew served as a deejay, tiny white light strands hung from the ceiling, and all the table names were done with photos of that person with their name. The highlight of the show was a photo slide show set to music. I personally picked the songs and pictures and my computer did the rest.
We danced, we toasted, and we watched our old movies using new technology. A computer and projector too us on a journey of our shared life. My wife was transformed into the new bride of yesteryear. We took to the floor for the final dance surrounded by the people we loved the most and she started to thank me. I put my finger up to her lips and said: 'Stop. You had me at 'you'll do".
