Today I am celebrating my 15th wedding anniversary to a guy I am totally in love with. Like so much in love, that if someone asked me whether I had to choose between $10 billion or John-Mark, I wouldn’t even hesitate to say John-Mark, only John-Mark! And then, if they upped the price to $11 billion? Same answer, but I’d hesitate slightly.
Even though he’s so priceless, I still did not get him a card or a gift because that’s what happens on your 15th anniversary. You’re OK without that stuff (although if J-M snuck me a little something, I’d not turn it away).
Plus we did “JUST go to Costa Rica, HELLO.”
That’s me quoting my teenage daughter, when she heard we’re heading out to dinner at a swanky restaurant. That’s because our friends gave us a gift certificate for marrying them at an impromptu ceremony. Remember that? It’s also because we’re indulgent. First a tropical vacation and then dinner out? So. Weird.
I hope you don’t mind, but I’m going to post an old entry from four years ago. Not because I’m lazy and it’s easier to recycle old entries, not because I’m late for dinner and really should change into something besides shorts and a tank when patronizing a reputable establishment… but because in our 11th year, I discovered a life-changing truth about marriage that keeps me thrilled to be married to this guy 15 years later.
Check it out: Elevenses.
Happy Anniversary John-Mark. You’re worth more than $10 billion by a long shot.
In just one week, John-Mark and I will be going to Costa Rica to celebrate our 15th wedding anniversary.
Before you go saying how romantic this is, I would also like to point out that John-Mark purchased our accommodations via wag jag (sketchy) and we’re not even going to bother about our transportation till we get there (cheeky). This, my friends, is an ADVENTURE.
I know next to nothing about Costa Rica. I’ve heard of two other people who have travelled there before and one person who ran a resort that went bankrupt (didn’t sell enough wag jag coupons?).
I know that Costa Rica is located in Central America. I know that it is hot and humid and we’re visiting during rainy season. I’ve heard that the wildlife is “quite something,” which scares me more than excites me about the trip. I know they speak Spanish. This is the extent of my knowledge. Typical dwellings? Cuisine? Handicrafts? Clothing? Music? No clue! But can’t wait to find out!
John-Mark, on the other hand, checked out every travel guide the library had – 11 seems right – and read them cover to cover. He would have checked out 12, but one was out on loan by another patron of the library. However, John-Mark was sure to put number 12 on hold, to be notified for immediate pick up. I forbade him to check it out. 11 was enough. More than enough. If he read that 12th travel book, he would no longer need to visit Costa Rica. I would go without him.
He knew that was an empty threat since I have no idea where I’d be going or how to get there. Still, he was kind enough to remove the hold.
I love the idea of going in “cold” and discovering Costa Rica, as shown to me by the country herself. This is the opposite of our regular Ghana excursions, as we are always trying our best to understand cultural practices and to pass them on to others who visit for the purpose and benefit of our partnership.
But this trip is not to Ghana and it is not a mission trip. Crazy, eh?! This will be the first vacation that J-M and I have spent alone together since our honeymoon. We plan to do nothing for 10 days but explore Costa Rica, relax, read lots and… other private stuff.
I am anticipating that time will slow down a little. That might be unrealistic? It will be just us and no real agenda. I am bringing my camera and my laptop. J-M is letting me write while we are there. I can pretend I’m a travel journalist and let you know about some of my discoveries. Maybe I’ll make friends with a monkey. You’ll want to know about that. John-Mark would check that out at the library.
I have no idea if we’ll have WiFi because I have no idea where we are staying. J-M said we’re travelling from the mountains to the rainforest to the coast to the city. Sounds perfect to me.