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Happy Michaelmas. It’s the feast of Saint Michael and all the Arch Angels today. It’s also our anniversary. Today, Jon and I are officially seven years married. I was going to buy something shiny and engrave it for him, but then his bad knee went even more bad than normal. He’s scheduled for knee surgery just after Archon, so instead of something shiny that he could put in his pocket, I decided for a more practical gift. His X-box 360 had died. The red ring of death had gotten it. Since he’s going to be about six weeks on crutches I decided that replacing his gaming system was a better gift. Oh, and a few new games: Dynasty Warriors 6, LEGO Batman, and Star Wars: The Force Unleashed. I’m not giving away the surprise; I had Jon go with me to pick everything out. The last time I tried it on my own I came back with something that didn’t work with our set up, so the deal now if I’m buying electronics he comes with, and that way everything is exactly the way he wants it. So, while he’s six weeks on crutches he’ll have his game system.

He bought me something electronic, too, and has already given it to me. It’s a Garmin. It’s one of those navigation systems that can be put into cars that don’t come with one already installed. The Truck has one. The Baby does not. I know that some of our friends feel that if you own a car like that you shouldn’t need a tech crutch, but those are also people that probably won’t ask directions if they’re lost,or maybe they don’t get lost. I live in perpetual confusion without my nav computer. Jon is going to help me hook the Garmin up to the Mustang so that I can drive it to places that I don’t know how to get to. My sense of direction in a city scape is pretty poor, always has been. This way, I can drive the Baby without fear of getting lost. We both have one more surprise present for each other. I’ll tell you guys tomorrow what mine, for him, is, but if I tell today he might look at the blog and the surprise would be ruined. I’ve kept my mouth shut for weeks, I’m not spoiling it now.

I tried to find a quote to leave you with, but no one else’s words seemed quite right. So, I’ll make a attempt myself. Describing the indescribable is what I do most days, I guess.

To love successfully, is to love more today than yesterday. It is knowing that sometimes the most romantics words in the world are not, I love you, or sweet nothings, but, "Don’t worry about it, I’ll do it." For love, true love, is a partnership. It is two individuals who together make a bigger whole, and a better person together than they were apart. To be truly, madly, deeply, in love is to understand that romance consists not just of lingerie and sweaty forgetfulness between the sheets, but in getting up each day and being there for each other. Being there on days when nothing goes right, and everything goes wrong, but even at the worst of times you’d rather be with this man, this person, beside you, than anyone else. Love is working together when it’s hard, so that on the days when it seems effortless and more beautiful than seems possible you know you earned this moment. You know that both of you, worked, and sweated, and loved, and earned it. You fall into love, like a trip down the stairs. You stay in love by being able to catch each other, and make sure the accident is worth the bruises.

Seven years and counting; so glad we caught each other on the stairs.