. . . And We Danced

If you ever happen to see Matt and me at an event that there is dancing involved, we will most likely not be dancing together.  If we happen to be, either he is drunk, or I just layed some some sort of thing upon him that makes him feel really guilty (does it make me a bad wife that I remember EVERYTHING?)  It's not really because we don't llike to dance, but more so because of  the fact that neither one of us has any rhythm.  We are horrible dancers!  Sometimes we can shake it off but other times, not so much . . .

Today, it just dawned on me that Matt has willingly danced with me (by his choice, not mine - although I do not mind at ALL - I LOVE it!)  every May 2nd since the day he proposed to me.  It also dawned on me how many dances we have had in my/our living room . . . 

A little background - Matt proposed to me on May 2, 2007.  He prepared a delicious steak dinner for me that night and served me a bottle of wine that he had saved from one of our first dates (we had been dating for 3 months and went on a date to Hermanhoff Winery) . . . Oh and he also gave me a kickass diamond - not that any of that would have changed my answer to him . . . shhhh, don't tell Matt!  Anyway, this was all prepared for me at my house.

After the proposal, many phone calls and our AWESOME dinner, Matt took me into the family room and  . . . We danced.  He had a playlist going (that he had put together especially for that night) and he just took me in his arms and we danced - and NOTHING ELSE MATTERED.  We were so freakin' giddy at the time.  I will never forget that night! 

When we were planning our wedding, I suggested a "daring" song for our first dance.  I wanted to dance to Queen's "My Best Friend".  Then Matt mentioned to me that he really wanted to dance to Bobby Darrin's "Beyond the Sea".  He clearly gave a convincing enough argument because that is indeed what we danced to on our wedding day.  I DID tell him that we would have to take dance lessons because that is not one of those songs you can just "sway" to.  He agreed.  So we danced - many times in a dancing studio with Elena (our dance instructor) - but also many times in my (soon to be our) living room practicing for our wedding day.  And as we danced - NOTHING ELSE MATTERED.

Then, of course we danced on our wedding day, May 2, 2008.  It was almost magical to me.  I can remember every moment of it.  I remember looking at Matt and actually saying to him as we were dancing, "Wow, we're actually doing this!" - AND NOTHING ELSE MATTERED.

A year later, on our 1 year anniversary, we ate brunch out on our patio, had a lovely dinner at the Tenderloin Room and then headed back home to eat our 1 year old wedding cake.  It was surprisingly delicious!  (we think we need to be hired on by ziplock to do commercials - I think ziplock is the only difference between ours being good and others' being bad - just saying). Anyway, after we devouered cake and smashed it into each other's faces (since I wouldn't let him do that on our wedding day), he took me into the family room  . . . and we danced - AND NOTHING ELSE MATTERED.

Just a couple weeks ago, Matt and I had our 2nd Anniversary.  I was gone for the weekend and things were a bit hectic.  We couldn't find our gift card that would allow us a lovely dinner . . . after many tears and lots of searching, we found it!  So after our wonderful dinner at Ruth's Chris (thanks to Uncle Thos!) we came back in the house.  Soon after we walked into the house (the music was going already) a song from "It's a Wonderful Life" came on. (from the title of this blog you may know that that is my favorite movie ever!)  It's the song that was playing when George came "home" from the bank raid right after he got married.  Mary says, "Welcome home Mr. Bailey."  That's the song that came on.  We were in the family room, and Matt took me into his arms . . . and we danced -   AND NOTHING ELSE MATTERED . . . at that time . . .

It was a beautiful moment until a nice little jazzy number came on afterward.  As if on cue, Matt and I unveiled our internal "Elena" moves and started doing the East Coast Swing that we learned for our wedding.  It was fun until Matt tried to turn me.  For a moment we had forgotten about the cancer and the mastectomy and the implant and with one lift of my right arm and a big OUCHHHHH!  The moment was over. 

Sad that it ended like that . . . but I guess the point I'm trying to make is that we were able to actually forget about everything bad in life . . . if even just for that moment.  I will never forget all of our special dances, especially the impromtu ones in our family room.  Even though it ended how it ended this year, I know I have many more years to dance with Matt . . . because of the pain I have gone through.  If someone gave me the choice, I'd go through all this pain over and over and over again - if it means that I get just one more dance with the love of my life.

Today's Wonderfuls:

• If you really don't know, please read above again . . . I'm thankful to be alive . . . I'm thankful to have such a great husband . . . I'm thankful to have TIME . . . time that most cancer patients aren't awarded.

Here are a couple pictures of us dancing on our wedding day:

Anniversary Dinner Recap

Hello All!

As promised, here is Matt's guest post recapping our conversation at our anniversary dinner. The only thing we regret is that our camera is still being fixed, so we don't have any photos. You know that all you would have gotten though is a bunch of pictures of delicious looking food that we already ate and that you don't get to eat - hehe! Without further ado, here is how our conversation went - a la Matt:

...thanks, Caitlin! This is my first guest blog post so I hope you enjoy.


"The 2nd Anniversary Recap"

We decided to posts this recap to give everyone a look behind the curtain of the life of Caitlin and Matt. In addition to all of the mushy, romantic conversation standard with anniversary celebrations we also tackled some of the most important issues of our time. The following is not intended to “funny” but you may be left with a strong sense of intrigue as to what makes us who we are, or you could be board out of your mind and contemplate suing us for your five minutes back. Read at your own risk…

Caitlin and Matt ordered a bottle of wine, a first for the young waiter, who had spent hours practicing with a corkscrew and never the chance to open one for a customer, but the excitement waned after learning the bottle was a twist off.

Caitlin claimed her successful breast surgery was a miracle and that she was well on her way to becoming the first, Saint Caitlin. Matt disagreed this constituted a miracle worthy of sainthood; Caitlin explained the intercession of faith.

The food order was switched, posing the question, does the order or the placement determine your meal? Are you obligated to switch or can you have order’s remorse if the creamed spinach looks/tastes better than the steamed broccoli?

Safety was discussed when the debate of at what age would you take your child to an expensive restaurant led to whether throwing a temper tantrum is kind of like treading water, and which is a more strenuous activity; the buoyancy factor of fresh vs. salt water was considered.

A discussion of implant awareness led Matt to admit he has been mildly successful at growing breast in recent months, and whether Caitlin can feel the presence of her implant without touching.

Important topics like, are the pearly gates really made of peals or is it just pearl colored paint? And, does Saint Peter still use scrolls or has heaven gone digital? They also discussed the whether heaven like a country club, God has to be absolutely sure you’ll wear the blue blazer with the silly crest on it.

Mr. Belvedere’s official title on the 80’s sitcom, Mr. Belvedere, was he a butler or many (male nanny)? Also, did he wear a maroon blazer or was a more like a robe?

Matt dared Caitlin to eat a mint leaf and she did it, as did Matt per the dare. Caitlin then revealed that she and cousins ate mint leaves at their Grams. Matt concedes the bet but considered filing an official protest due to Caitlin’s lack of disclosure about her past mint eating escapades.

Two Years Ago Today . . .

Was the best day of my life:





I love you Matt!

Happy Anniversary!

P.S. Later this week Matt is going to guest blog about our Anniversary Dinner. It was quite an interesting and random conversation we had after spending all weekend apart. He's much funnier than I am, so he has volunteered to write all about it. Stay tuned!