25 years...

"Did you call the people about the wedding?"
"No.  Didn't have the number."
"I left everything on the dresser for you to see!"
"Well I didn't see it."

Long fucking time when you really stop to think about it...

"Did you call Father Broussard yet?"
"No."
"Are you going to?"
"Yeah, you keep bitching about it."
"If you don't want to do it--"
"It's obviously a big deal to you, so I guess we'll do it."

A quarter century stuck with each other, and this is what they have to show for it...

"Why are you wearing that shirt with those shorts?"
"What the hell does it matter?"
"Those are supposed to be stay-at-home clothes."
"So what, now you're saying I can't dress myself?"
"We're going to the doctor's office, I don't want us to look like we only have old ratty clothes."
"Don't tell me how to dress!"
"I'm just saying--"
"Leave me alone."

25 years of marriage, and they still don't get along...

"You say that like I don't have an education."
"I didn't say that, and that's not what I meant."
"Just because I don't have a Master's in Education like you do."
"I didn't say anything like that, and you know that's not true!"
"You think I'm stupid, just say it."

Some things never change...

12.18.07 -- Joe & Linda, 25

Happy fucking Anniversary, Mom and Dad