{"id":7229,"date":"2013-08-15T11:54:02","date_gmt":"2013-08-15T16:54:02","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.flandersfamily.info\/web\/?p=7229"},"modified":"2022-07-05T06:40:26","modified_gmt":"2022-07-05T11:40:26","slug":"our-anniversary-tradition","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.flandersfamily.info\/web\/2013\/08\/15\/our-anniversary-tradition\/","title":{"rendered":"Our Anniversary Tradition"},"content":{"rendered":"

When Doug and I married (on THIS day, way back in 1987!), we left the church in a limousine, which means we totally missed out on the tin can and shoe polish thing, as the limo company had a very strict policy against defacing their vehicles. <\/p>\n

That was a bit of a bummer (in my <\/em>mind, at least), and I’ve been trying to make up for it ever since. Which is what gave rise to one of our most cherished anniversary traditions.<\/p>\n

That first little ride in an unmarked car gave me all the excuse I needed. Now, every year on our anniversary, I make a point of announcing the fact that my husband and I are (still) married to everybody who shares the road with us.<\/p>\n

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A Fun Anniversary Tradition<\/h2>\n

In the beginning, I worked alone, but as my kids got older, they became my partners in crime. The trick was to decorate Dad’s car without him catching us. We’d usually descend upon it in the parking lot while he was at work, but sometimes we’d fix it up early before he ever left home. <\/p>\n

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Some years it’s posters and balloons. Some years it’s pictures and poetry. Some years it’s banners and streamers. Some years it’s shoe polish and sweet sentiments:<\/p>\n