Tuesday, February 11th, 2014
It’s still hard for me to believe the stories I know of Andy’s past. I never knew that Andy. I met Andy when he was 5 years sober, where he was forced into sharing his story with me on our very first date. Last Friday marked 9 years of sobriety for my husband. It’s hard for me to say, “look how far he’s come,” because I’ve only known him as ‘sober Andy.’ Nevertheless, 9 years is a huge accomplishment so I wanted to make the day special. I made evening plans, but because my nausea is worst in the evenings, I decided we should go out to lunch just in case I was too sick to follow through with my plans. He took off work early and we headed out to the Ruston Way waterfront in Tacoma. Andy has been working crazy hours over the last couple of months; we’ve been like ships in the night. It was wonderful to drive hand in hand, headed to a beautiful lunch without any time constraints. And because it’s my husband, I didn’t snap a single picture (because he hates my phone being the 3rd wheel on our dates). But it was a wonderful lunch with a gorgeous view.
As the evening approached I felt like I could pull through with my plans. Andy hates surprises. I wanted to surprise him but I also didn’t want him to be mad at me, so I made it a very small surprise. My husband loves Chuck E. Cheese, LOVES it. Before we had Parker, him and his buddies would just go for fun. I told him that made him and his friends look creepy.
I invited two of his buddies and their wives to “surprise” him when we arrived. I made him close his eyes on the drive there, but somehow he guessed where we were headed and was so excited I was actually going to Chuck E. Cheese with him. AND he didn’t get mad when he saw his buddies waiting for us.
He was most excited to give Parker the tour. I envision a ton of future daddy daughter dates here. I remember loving this place as a kid; it’s very different coming back as an adult, however. My husband truly is a kid at heart, which is why I guess he still loves the place, and why he stayed to play games while the wives all left to put the kiddos to bed.
Oh how I love that man! Happy 9 years baby!