Happy Almost Anniversary...or Go Navy! Beat Army!

Nine years ago, I almost got married on this weekend.

Almost.

But when H.E. realized that we were looking at the first Saturday in December for our wedding, he said, 'We can't get married on that weekend. It's Army-Navy day. How about the following weekend?'

I really don't care for football, so H.E.'s request made me a bit hot-under-the-collar at first. Being the headstrong person I am, I planned on standing my ground, demanding that our wedding was more important that a stupid football game. But with a fiancé that is a Naval Academy graduate and my future brother-in-law (his punk little brother) that is a West Point graduate, I knew I didn't stand a chance. To them it's more than a game. To them it's about tradition, duty and honor. As a rancher's daughter, I could understand that. Sometimes you do something because that is what you do, no questions asked.

And so, all those years ago, we were married the second weekend in December. Happy almost Anniversary, dear.

GO NAVY! BEAT ARMY!