Honeymoon Time

1 Comment November 12, 2011 in Marriage and Personal

When we were on our honeymoon more than 18 years ago we found ourselves in a dilemma. With Trent on strict university and track training schedules, and me owning my own business and having worked multiple jobs, we were used to knowing what time it was.

But for whatever reason neither of us had a watch along. I don’t know how Trent kept time in those days, but I had taken my watch off for the wedding (it didn’t go with the dress) and it didn’t make it into my suitcase.

So we were constantly asking, “What time is it?”

And if we were anywhere close to a clock we’d check the time. And announce it.

And every time… EVERY time… at least it seemed like EVERY TIME we checked… it was 11 minutes past the hour.





It didn’t matter day or night it seemed it was always 11 minutes after the hour.

And a few times it was 11:11. And so we casually dubbed that honeymoon time.

Fast forward a decade. Now Trent (who is by far the most demonstrative of the two of us with his affection, unlike me completely) had made a habit of either kissing me on the cheek or calling to say ‘I love you’ whenever it was 11 past the hour and he happened to see the time.

When our kids clued in to the whole “honeymoon time” thing we hammed it up! Trent or I would come rushing into the room with much pomp and circumstance and would loudly smooch and carry on, coming up for breath only to check the time. If the clock still was at 11 minutes, we’d get back at it. But the second it turned to 12 everything was over and we’d be back at what we were doing.

Our kids were grossed out and ever so intrigued. They’ve set watches and alarms to make sure we don’t miss a single honeymoon moment… ever.

This year something very special happened that will only happen once in our lifetime…

November 11, 2011.

Let me say that a little differently: 11/11/11 at 11:11am/pm

That, my friends, is a honeymoon DAY.

So my man planned a special something. I’m pleased to say that we had our 11/11/11 11:11 honeymoon time in style… without the kids. We didn’t want to embarrass them!

We spent 2 nights at a hotel, went to a symphony performance, and relaxed together.

Sometimes getting away is good. But I have to say, those little 11:11’s that come every day have done more for keeping us ‘together’ than I can say. It’s hard to “smooch” when you are mad and the kids are begging for their parents’ lovin’!

What about you?

What do you and your spouse do to keep the love alive? Do you have sweet little somethings you can share? Do you go away, just the two of you?

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