A Man Walked Into A Bar. . .

Not me & my husband Actually, the man didn’t walk into a bar. He walked across the street.

To be precise, he ran down the street and just made it across the street before the light changed.

 I was sitting in my car at the stoplight waiting to make a right turn. Because the mind is a funny thing, I was thinking a number of thoughts during the few seconds it took for him cross the street. The process kind of went like this:

1)   I can make the turn after the green car
2)   There’s a man in a suit running down the street (unusual in a beach community - the suit, not the running)
3)   The man in the suit is cute
4)   The man in the suit is smiling
5)   The man in the suit is smiling at me
6)   The man in the suit is my husband, and I can’t believe he is running down the street (he's usually rather reserved)

In a few days my husband and I will celebrate our 37th wedding anniversary. The reason for this longevity is simple: we will both still run down the street and cross it just to get to one another.

Of course, there are a few other reasons this marriage works; here are my top ten:

·  We never make rules about who does what; we both just take care of things.
· When football is on he gets the TV; when tennis is on I get it.
·  We think each other are hilarious.
·  We work like there’s no tomorrow and when we have a tomorrow without work we act like we’re playing hooky.
·  We both will try anything new (movie, restaurant, travel) but always go back to places we both love.
·  I write books that he doesn’t read, so I'm never hurt if he doesn’t like them.
·  He reads books that don’t interest me, but I always listen when he talks about them. I also nod  and ask a few questions.
·  We both really like our kids.
·  We both think the other one is smart. (He's smarter)
·  He has women friends, I have male friends and eventually all of them become our friends.

    Happy anniversary to the man who still smiles and crosses the street to get to me. Next time I see you in your car at a corner, you bet I'll be running your way.