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oh, the dutch: a story

Thursday, February 23rd, 2012

once upon a time there were two dutch boys. they both met non-dutch girls in college and married them on august 7, 1999 on opposite ends of canada. 12 and a half years later they, with the support of the motherland, decided to celebrate their “halfway to 25 anniversary” together (it’s the real deal. just ask yahoo).

having never been to a 12 and a half year anniversary and having no idea how to actually celebrate one, they did what any good dutchman would do: hired a square dance caller. his name was jerry and in his own words, all he needed was an outlet. he came with his own sound system and a 100 foot extension cord. and a license plate cover that said “i’d rather be square dancing”. and a cute little wife who he called on to demonstrate anytime the guests couldn’t quite understand the steps (which was about every two minutes).

and there was food and drink (too much, in fact), family and friends (the best kind) and a little hall in the middle of the woods (complete with a windy road, light fog and possibly a sasquatch or two).

and so the dutch boys and their non-dutch wives danced the night away, feeling kind of like the years had passed in a blink, forgetting for a moment that their were sleeping children and weary babysitters awaiting their return home (and forgetting they would be waking up with those sleeping children at the crack of dawn the next morning).