Every year for our anniversary, we drink wine (I hate Champagne) from our special wedding glasses and have a nice dinner. At the end of our toast, my husband always says the same thing..."I love you honey, only 28 years to go, or only 26 years to go." He's so damn romantic I can't stand it.
My husband is an avid golfer and has never taken a vacation that didn't include golfing. I on the other hand - hate golf. I love the beach. Give me a piña colada (or wine,) a cabana boy and the crystal blue Caribbean – preferably Mexico - and I am a happy lady. Did I mention that I hate golf?
When it came time to choose our honeymoon destination we were at odds with each other. I of course, wanted a beach and he of course, wanted a course. Golf that is. He argued that we were married on the beach (he get’s half a point because we were married overlooking the beach, not technically on the beach) and we should travel somewhere that had golf courses. I just couldn’t imagine a vacation without a beach.
The first compromise of our marriage was our honeymoon in Hawaii – well that and the fact that I wanted to wear my wedding dress until 4:30 in the morning. (Come on – you only get to wear it once!) We decided to go somewhere that neither of us had visited. Lots of beaches in Hawaii – and, bonus for him – golf courses. Oh my God do they have a lot of golf courses.
We spent time on two islands and they were lovely. However, I didn’t really care for Hawaii. I know, people think I’m nuts. My reason? No cabana boys. Seriously. We stayed at a really nice resort in Kaanapali and you could not drink on the beach. Isn’t there a drink named after that? Wait- that’s Sex on the Beach. Pretty sure you couldn’t do that either.
Anyway, we actually spent most of our sun days by the pool, which was by the bar. I was ok with that. My lily white husband – not so much. Now, don’t think the honeymoon was all about me and my tan and cocktails. I spent many hours in our Jeep traveling around to golf courses and pro shops. Wailea, Kapalua, Kaanapali.
They have golf courses in Mexico, right? And, Mexico is only a 3 hour plane ride. What else do they have in Mexico? Cabana boys who bring you cocktails on the beach – where you can actually drink them.
So here we are five years later. We’ve traveled since then to places without beaches or golf courses and we’re still married. As a couple, we have figured out that we can take separate vacations too. He with his guy friends (golf) and me with my girlfriends (beach, shopping).
Compromise is how we plan to tackle the next 25 years. So to that I say, Happy -5 honey, I’m looking forward to the remaining countdown.
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