12 years pass in a flash and stretch out for an eternity, all at the same time. I spent most of my anniversary cleaning the house, doing school work, playing on FB and ST, and listening to Princess on the phone. Gibby and I got in our hour workout.

Loghead went to the woods to chop firewood with PITA and they sold 3 cords and delivered it. He came home and worked on the car. Each time he passed through the house, he kissed the top of my head, and headed back out again.

Around 5 he cleaned up and we drove into town for dinner, and with hopes to catch a movie. The movie started too late, since Loghead needed to be up early this morning to leave town. (He's still working on his summer temp job EOW until the job is finished, for a little extra income.) We got lost, due to all the new roads that opened up 2 weeks ago in our area, but finally made it to one of our favorite restaurants. We had a nice dinner. No talk about kids or anything serious, mostly traded "school" stories about our students and the school year.

We drove home, listening to the 80s Saturday night hits we like. We sat in the car in teh driveway, seat dancing to our favorite songs and laughing.

When the car door opened, it was back to the real world. He headed back to the garage to be ready to leave the next morning, and made it inside just in time for our regular Saturday Night Live date.

Nothing fancy, nothing extraordinary, but totally "us."