Thirty two years ago, in Newport, Rhode Island, there was a blizzard that dumped 29 inches of snow all over my wedding plans. The U.S. Navy base actually closed because of all the snow. I was supposed to be getting married in the chapel on base that day. Everyone had a suggestion about what to do and the discussion got louder and louder until I was in tears and couldn't think straight. Charley grabbed my hand and dragged me into the bathroom and locked the door. He sat down on the toilet lid and pulled me onto his lap. He kissed me and helped me dry my tears. Then he asked me what I wanted to do about our wedding. Sitting there in that tiny Navy Lodge bathroom, we figured out what our plan of attack would be and how we wanted to resolve the problems so that we could get married. We ended up having to postpone our wedding until the next day.
Thirty two years later, we still get together to decide our plan of attack. We still work out our problems together and face the world hand in hand. He still kisses my tears away.
Our wedding sampler that my mother made for us has the date February 12, 1983, but we actually got married on February 13, 1983, a bright sunny day with only a few puffy clouds in the sky! Thirteen is my lucky number!
We're going to a casual restaurant tomorrow for dinner. If we were going someplace dressier, I'd love to wear this dress with its fitted waist and bell sleeves. Such gorgeous fabric it's made of with those carnations all over it. I added black patent kitten heels with a bow. A black patent handbag with gold studding all over for shine. At the neck and ears I chose Yucatan gold jewelry, which has wonderful lustre and tone. I added a red wool coat and a red leopard scarf for warmth, because it's going to be cold tomorrow evening!