21 years

Today is our 21st wedding anniversary. Or at least I'm pretty sure it is. For most of those twenty-one years, we've been debating whether we got married on the 21st or the 25th, or the 27th... Every birthday and special event in our household except one falls on a twenty-something date, so they're easy to confuse and hubby and I are both dead set that it's different dates. Which change from year to year.

I keep thinking I should stitch up a wedding sampler and put the marriage license or a wedding invitation on the back, but that would take the fun out of things.

This year, we celebrated by going out without the kids for SIX WHOLE HOURS, something we manage to pull of maybe once a year. We had lunch at the casino buffet, which is a whole different experience when you're not juggling more than one plate and herding small bodies. I discovered that in the fifteen years it's been since I last played a slot machine, they've gotten way too complicated for me. I miss the mechanical kind that you can play with loose change from the bottom of your purse.

And we went to a couple of antique malls. I don't know if I've ever been in antique mall without small bodies in tow -- at least not since I had children. The kids do fine in antique stores (nowhere else, but they've got the antique store and quilt shop rules of behavior down pat), but looking is completely different when you don't have to hold little hands or answer ten thousand questions.

And there were quilts!

I fell in love with the colors of this one, which was wool --

Loved the way the stars were set on point and the blue setting squares on this one --

And these coffin shaped pieces...I wish it hadn't been hidden under the display, so I could have seen the whole thing. I want one! In darker, more coffin-like colors, of course.