Thursday, April 30, 2009

The Milestone Month

May seems to be our month for milestones. The few milestones that 25 year olds can have…

May 5: On this date we will have been in Colorado for one year. I never believed anyone when they said that time goes by faster as you get older, but this year has flown. I think our willingness to go through the home-buying process (a.k.a. my personal hell) to secure a permanent dwelling will serve as scientific proof that we really, really like it here. It seems like a place that will really grow with us as we get even more settled and curmudgeonly, but still want to hike.

May 13: Three years post-college graduation. I’m not sure either of us are any closer to knowing our purpose or path in life, but we’re trying to enjoy whatever it is we’re doing while we figure it out (if we figure it out).

May 20: Our third anniversary. I had a dream the other night about getting rejected by a potential prom date. For as little as I did it, I really hated everything to do with dating. So I never expected to find the right person as easily as I did. I set the bar really high, and Steve exceeded (and continues to exceed) every expectation. This year we will continue our trend of going to see family instead of doing something “romantic,” but I think getting to see all the Phoenix peeps will make us happier than champagne and sleeping on hotel sheets [shudder].

3 comments:

Alli said...

I can't believe you didn't acknowledge my 28th birthday as one of your milestones...selfish. :O)

You guys should be very proud of all your accomplishments and i know everyone here can't wait to see you guys in a few weeks!

Rebecca said...

I can't wait to see you either! It's hard to believe that you've been gone for a whole year. It's not hard to believe that I've had a brother-in-law for 3, since it's really been 7. I miss you guys.

Rev. Mark A. Hanna said...

Grammy e-mailed me this appropriate addition to May's milestones:

My mother and father were married 87 years ago today, May 14th, 1922.
My brother John was born May 19th, 1923. And my father's birthday was
May 23rd. He was born in 1896.

I don't think I ever knew until today that Mom and I were married on Bobbo's birthday. I like the way we're all carrying on the momentous May tradition (just couldn't pass up the alliteration :-)