Anniversary v3.0

Years 19 and 20 were not particularly dignified ones in the Mighty Maggie Space Time Continuum. Year 19 was spent pathetically pining and brooding for the devastatingly handsome Chinese man down the hall from my dorm room, who paid not the slightest bit of REAL attention to me. I desperately tried to NOT care about this. I really did. I would take myself for determined late-night walks on the Burke-Gilman in which I gave myself very stern lectures and resolved not to think about him any. more. ever. And then I would return to my room and Phillip would be sitting on my bed, playing my guitar and chatting with my roommate. I kind of wanted to kill him, except that he was playing songs I liked and maybe he KNEW I liked them and was playing them for ME!

(See how pathetic?)

Year 20 found me resigned to the pitiful pining, no longer furious with myself for stooping to such a low and sorry level, but exhaustingly and dismally hopeless. In order to maintain some semblance of pride, I started acting like I Didn't Care, that I was totally ambivalent about the oblivious thorn in my lovelorn side. This made me feel better (see how it feels, buster!) but I still figured I would have to move to Siberia after college to get away from the stupid and mortifying pining and hope that some nice Russian man wearing polar bear furs and carrying many bottles of vodka would rescue me from the unrequited love of my college days.

The two or three friends that knew about the whole Phillip thing thought I was a total moron. "Why don't YOU say something!" they said with great annoyance. "You CAN'T spend another summer being a DRAG and a MOPE and writing in your STUPID JOURNAL and setting an EMBARRASSING EXAMPLE FOR THE SISTERHOOD."

(Which, I am ashamed to say, was a perfect description of me the summer previously.)

But at the end of those two years, the NIGHT before we would both get on planes to spend our summers in opposite parts of the world, Phillip stopped by my basement bomb shelter apartment and we went for a walk. I remember nothing about it except for the part where his arm ended up around me and he awkwardly said : "Uhhh, what's going on here?"

PEOPLE! Okay, so it wasn't, "Oh Maggie, I've been SO IN LOVE WITH YOU, you are RAINBOWS and SUNSHINE and YOU COMPLETE ME," but you have to admit it's a step up from "Hey, I've been meaning to ask what you think about me dating So and So." Right? RIGHT? At the very least, it was enough of an auspicious start for two people whose engagement story consists of a giant fight IN THE SAME PARK where one person bellowed, "I'm just SAYING, I think we should GET MARRIED!" and the other person threw up her hands and screeched, "FINE THEN!"

And now? We are married. Sometimes I look over at him and think, "For the love of God, why can't he pick up his DAMN SOCKS" and sometimes I look at him and think, "Back then I would have never ever in a million trillion years thought I would be here, at this moment, with him."

 

Comments

[lee]

poor gilman, always playing second-fiddle to burke.

you guys kick ass, especially in the way i can show up at your house and get free dinner and cupcakes and firefly AND talk about bikes and computers.

i was just thinking this past weekend about how cool all of my married friends are. a big woot for all of you.

[Antonia]

aww! How sweet!! That's a lovely picture too!

Congratulations on your 3rd anniversary!
May you have many many many more anniversaries to come!

and what present did you get him?! you cant leave us hanging after your last post all about the present!

Hope you had a great evening and he took you somewhere wonderful!

-x-

[orangepaas]

That made me laugh and almost cry. I love that picture :) Congratulations on your anniversary.

[Arwen]

Aw aw aw. So sweet. Happy anniversary!

[Wedding Favors]

Wedding is a ceremony that celebrates the beginning of a marriage or civil union. Congratulations!