Delusion Has Its Function

Never in my younger life would I have surmised I'd ever be 62, a grand mother, and celebrating 42 years of marriage.  It just never occurred to me.   But I'm not shocked, as one would think I should be, when I look in the mirror. Why? Because the mind's eye is a big, fat liar.  I still think of myself as this young woman, about to walk down the aisle with her dad -- 42 years ago today.  Yes, I'm delusional...

Here we are (husband and I; my sweet and funny dad died in 1998)  41 years later in Venice, Italy.

It occurs to me that we are 40 years older than my dad was in the above photo.  He was 46 when we married.  God, that's depressing!!  Richard had a full head of black hair when we married, and I wore a size 10.  I think my veil may still fit.

So how did we celebrate today?  An exchange of carefully picked cards with lovely and fitting sentiments and a scrumptious lunch at The Thames Street Oyster House in the Fels Point section of Baltimore.

Fells Point...

And yes, this is REALLY the name of this historical hotel...

Makes me laugh every time.