Then, now

THEN




July, 1990. Jackson Hole, Wyoming. Newlyweds, madly in love. Juggling school, work...that's about it. Forking out a whopping $210 per month rent for our quaint, spotlessly clean, two-bedroom townhouse. Perched on the cusp of adulthood, ready to jump in and conquer an enticing world of career, parenthood and responsibility...

(all while sporting a lovely triangular hairdo and rocking a pale denim, pegged-pant and coordinating jacket ensemble with double shoulder pads. My handsome groom smashing a pair of (kinda high-waisted) Girbaud jeans...and...hair!)

NOW



June, 2009. Jackson Hole, Wyoming. Wed for nearly nineteen years, madly in love. Juggling work, kids, carpools, activities, kids, finances, home projects, and kids...that's about it. Forking out a whopping $210 times, um, a lot, for our (not so spotless due to four kids and a burned out mom) home, in addition to lots of funds doled out to keep to keep the little ones clothed, entertained and "well-rounded." Perched on the cusp of insanity due to that little plunge we took a couple of decades ago...

If we could, would we revisit those carefree, simple days?

Visit perhaps, but not stay. (did I mention double shoulder pads?)

Though our lives are no longer just our own, but shared (and not always evenly) with those whom we have bred, and demands for time, attention and money are enough to send us into a mind numbing craze from time to time...

We will stay put. Learn from our mistakes (including unflattering hairstyles) and celebrate our successes (mostly happy, semi-normal kids) (oh, and mid to low rise jeans).