Celebrating 32 Years

Donald and I celebrated 32 years of marriage last week.


thirty-two years.


wow.

Don had a hard time wrapping his head around the fact that he has now been married more than half his life.


It's been a wonderful 32 years.

Not without its ups and downs . . . 

But given a choice, I'd do it again in a second.





We often get to celebrate our anniversary by attending a concert, and lucky for us The Doobie Brothers and Steely Dan kicked off their tour in Charlotte just in time for us to do that again this year.

We spent the night in Charlotte and took our time getting back to Boone the next day.

It takes us twice as long to get from Point A to Point B as it takes most people.


We sometimes blame it on having a little fur baby that needs to walk

but, truth be told, we're also like a couple of magpies stopping for shiny objects, like motorhomes . . . 

or a local Harley dealership

or another motorhome

But it's always nice to be back home again

Made even better when you find an Advance Reading Copy of the next book written by a friend waiting for you.  Thanks Hank Phillippi Ryan!!!!  Mwah!

All in all, I'd have to say that it was a pretty nice anniversary.

Love you, Don Barley.  

To the moon and back.