Top Ten Things Not to Do on Your First Anniversary

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This post was published on June 30, 2014, by Marie Ann Bailey and me. It was the last post we co-authored.

The Top Ten Things Not to Do on Your First Anniversary

10 If it is your first wedding anniversary, do not think your spouse will find it funny if you pretend to forget your wedding date.  If you do pretend to forget, at best, your spouse will forgive you after you’ve recited a dozen mea culpas and treated your spouse to a romantic candlelit dinner at the most expensive restaurant in town.  At worst, your spouse will demand, in addition to the mea culpas and romantic dinner, that you be solely responsible for cleaning out your cat’s litter box until your second wedding anniversary.

9 If it is your first wedding anniversary, do not assume your spouse will want to celebrate the anniversary with all your family, friends, and the same people at your wedding.  If you do, at best, your spouse will grudgingly put up with a crush and the noise of partygoers.  At worst, your spouse will commit a disappearing act (sneaking out of the house to have that nice, quiet dinner your spouse really wanted), leaving you to be solo host, as well as clean-up crew after the party.

8 If it is your first work anniversary, do not expect congratulations from your boss and coworkers.  At best, you will get some recognition for having stayed in the job for a year since no one else (including your boss) has, an insight which might cause you to start looking for another job.  At worst, you try to throw your own party during lunch time in the conference room, which coincides with your boss’s own planned luncheon with the CEO, CFO, CIO, and COO, and you wind up playing caterer to them since you are now too embarrassed to admit the food was for your own party.

7 If it is your first work anniversary, do not insist on going to the most expensive restaurant to celebrate with your boss and coworkers.  If you do, at best, no one will complain that the only thing any of them (except your boss) can afford is the Caesar salad and a glass of ice water.  At worst, in honor of your anniversary, your boss will publicly suggest you pay the bill for the entire table since your anniversary grants you a 1.0% raise, which, after taxes, translates to a 0.3% raise, which, after a year, will cover the cost of the meal.

6 If it is the first anniversary of your first date, do not think your significant other will be unaware of the fact.  If you do, at best, your significant other will accept your apologies for forgetting, and you make a promise to yourself not to forget the second anniversary.  At worst, your significant other will accept your apologies and then suggest it’s time to see other people, letting you know in no uncertain terms that there will not be a second anniversary.

5 If it is the first anniversary of your first date, do not think a simple greeting card will be enough to celebrate the event.  If you do, at best, your significant other will simply sigh and make arrangements for a nice dinner at the restaurant where you had your first date.  At worst, your significant other will make reservations at a very expensive restaurant you’ve always wanted to go to but never had the money. For the cherry on top, your significant other will abruptly leave, grabbing the foil-wrapped coq au vin, but leave the check, which, of course, you cannot pay except with long hours of dishwashing.

4 If it is your first blogging anniversary, do not think that no one will care if you ignore the event.  If you do, at best, your readers will likely be confused when you start writing posts beginning “When I began blogging over a year ago ….” since it’s fairly common to celebrate such an event, and they won’t understand why you didn’t.  At worst, you’ll be spotlighted into shame by your fellow bloggers who go ahead and post about their first anniversary while you sit and watch their readership grow as yours sinks.

3 If it is your first blogging anniversary, do not think you can crowdsource your way to a fancy restaurant to celebrate.  If you do, at best you’ll gain enough for a tip, and your readers will just shake their heads over your impudence and continue reading your blog anyway.  At worst, several fellow bloggers will show up at a fancy restaurant expecting you to share your crowdsourced meal for one with all of them, forcing you to pony up for the most expensive bill you’ve ever seen.

2 If it is the first anniversary of your book, do not think it would be gauche to promote the hell out of it on your important day.  If you do, at best, an ardent fan will recognize the date and promote your book for you, giving you an uptick in sales you wouldn’t have otherwise.  At worst, you miss your window of opportunity, and your first-anniversary sale post bombs because no one understands what a year-and-a-day anniversary is all about.

1 If it is the first anniversary of your book, do not hesitate to discount the price on that important day.  If you do hesitate, at best, you’ll get lukewarm sales results from your lukewarm effort.  At worst, your promotion will be so tepid that none of your readers will understand what you are promoting and miss the opportunity to purchase your book at less than the cost of a tall skinny Vanilla latte.

Views of the Neighborhood – Lakeway City Hall Art Exhibition – Artist James Pearce

Today, we are heading to the Lakeway City Hall to view the art of  James Pearce. We are catered by Jacobys of Austin, and our entertainment is Styx.

Menu

CHORIZO MIGAS –Queso, Ranchero, Sour Cream, Scrambled Eggs, House Chips & Pico

PATTY MELT – Grilled Meat Loaf, Pimento Cheese, Caramelized Onions, Mushrooms & Fries

SMOKED TURKEY CLUB – Turkey, Bacon, Avocado, Lettuce, Tomato, Aioli & Fries

PIMENTO GRILLED CHEESE – Lettuce, Tomato, Red Onion & Fries

SOUTHWEST CAESAR SALAD – Romaine, Avocado, Roasted Corn, Tabasco Croutons, Parmesan & Chipotle Caesar Dressing

JACOBY BEEF HASH – Crispy Sweet Potatoes, Onions, Peppers, Poached Eggs, House BBQ Sauce & House Hollandaise

CHICKEN FRIED STEAK & WAFFLES – House Sausage Gravy & Maple Syrup

STEAK & EGGS – Daily Butcher’s Cut, Sunny Side Up Eggs, Arugula Salad & House Hollandaise

1/2lb Cheeseburger & Fries

SMOKED RIBEYE BENEDICT – Poached Eggs, English Muffin, Arugula & BBQ Hollandaise

Picture of an old time school bus

Get on the bus.

A view of the gallery.

A bit about the artist.

A Start to The Day.

Sunrise in Monterey.

Drydock with Sawhorses.

Between Days.

Men at Work.

Three Tug Boats.

Waiting for the Siren’s Call.

Fishing Boats in the Bay.

Sail Boat in Drydock.

City Scape

Beginning of a New Day.

Time now for food and music. I hope you have a great week.

 

Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Prompt – “Easy/Hard”

A picture of a string with drops of water- the logo for SoCS

 

We can do this the easy way or the hard way, the message on my coffee machine’s touchscreen said. Using the keypad, an inquiry as to which was which was sent back to the machine brain. To my surprise, the machine fired back a message. It read: “We are out of milk, so if you want anything other than a straight coffee, you’ll have to go to the store.” Smiling while selecting the plain coffee, the decision was made to do it the easy way. One sip stopped the klaxon horn low caffeine warning in my head. The second sip, as you might have guessed, was the trigger for the Westminster chimes of the doorbell. Right in step was the crystal-cracking barking of Igor’s hounds.

Two bones tossed into the soundproof room, followed by a door slam, ensured that the window panes would remain intact and that the Waterford would be preserved. The security monitor carried an image of something that looked like the Tasmanian Devil cartoon character. No discussion was possible, so, with a sigh, the security shutdown process began.

The SWAT team needs to be put on standby. A quick text to the leader confirms that status. Also, the flight of A-10 Warthogs must be diverted. Another call to the commander puts that worry to rest. The SEAL team needs to be called off, and a call to the leader makes that possible. The MH-60 Jayhawk Helicopter hovering over the house is diverted. A call to the tow truck driver stops the deployment of an M1A1 Abrams Tank. The control panel simplifies the security system’s shutdown process. The boiling oil vats are put on standby, the turret mortars disengaged, the Trebuchet on safety, the concertina wire rolled, the Claymore mines reset, the tower Gatling guns on safety, the moat net dropped, the alligators fed, and the IEDs and shoulder-held rockets put away. The Proton torpedoes switched off. The gamma ray beams covered. The high-powered maser guns switched to standby, and the nanorobots were chained in the basement. The Klingons are called back, and the Targ is caged. Robbie’s Bot is sent to the basement. The Tasmanian Devil is directed to the food in his cage, and the door drops. The electronic jammer is kept active, given a situation with a robot not too long ago. The locks on the door are thrown. And the door opened.

The devil started whirling and was almost invisible in the tornado created. Out of the vortex flew an envelope and a clipboard. The place to sign was clearly marked. Once done, the clipboard was sucked back into the mailstorm along with several single-dollar bills that were sucked from my pocket. Slamming the front door to protect the rest of my money allowed me to read the message. It was from Linda Hill and read:

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “easy/hard.” Use one, use both, use ’em any way you’d like. Bonus points if you get both words into your post. Enjoy!

To see what others have done with the prompt, visit Linda’s post. Here is the link: https://lindaghill.com/2026/03/20/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-march-21-2026/

Easy/Hard by John W. Howell © 2026

“Well, that was fun.”

“For you maybe.”

“What? You didn’t enjoy the Tasmanian Devil?”

“You know I’m half Scot, right?”

“Yeah.”

“You must be able to imagine having my pockets emptied does not mesh well with my heritage.”

“Sorta forgot about that.”

“Well, anyway, did you order an Uber?”

“Sure did. It’s right over there.”

 

“That’s a ’49 Ford Custom Club Coupe. I drove one of those in High School.”

“It will be easy for you to ride in then.”

“You sure that thing can make it?”

“The ride may be hard, but it will get us there.”

“I’m not so sure.”

“There is one thing, though.”

“Of course there is. What’s the thing?

“The transmission doesn’t go in reverse, so if we have to back up, you and I will have to push.”

“That’s not so bad.”

“I didn’t think so either. So let’s go.”

“Wait. The driveway ends up here.”

Yup. We have to push it back down.”

“Those VooDoos will taste pretty good after this workout.”

“I’m surprised you are taking it so well.”

“Putting on a good act.”

“Oh.”

 

 

 

 

Thursday – A little Personal – Twiggy and Tempeste View the World II

I made a scheduling error yesterday. Rather than pull the post, I let it run for two days. Sorry for any confusion

“What’s it look like out there?”

“Sunny but cool.”

“See any deer?”

“No, they have all moved off to another place.”

They’ll be back. Then the bark-a -thon can begin.

“I’m saving my barks for the FedEx guy.”

“You might have something there. He and the Amazon drivers are due any time.”

“That’s what I was thinking. You know who we haven’t seen for a while?”

“The UPS guy. He hasn’t been around for a few days.”

“I wonder if he is okay? Maybe we did bark him to St Louis.”

Oh, I don’t think so. He has to be stronger than that.”

“You see what’s coming?”

“Oh my gosh. It’s the US postal service driver.”

“I’ve got to get a good spot by the door. This is going to be good.”

“I don’t think she is coming to the door. Looks like a normal mailbox delivery.”

“Well, I’m not taking any chances.”

“Tempeste, come back. She has already passed.”

“I can almost smell the Amazon truck. I’m staying here by the door.”

“You might have a long wait.”

“Yeah, but it will be worth it.

Wednesday and Thursday – A Little Personal – Twiggy and Tempeste View the World

As you can see, I’ve made a scheduling error. Rather than pull the post, I’ll let it run for the two days. Sorry for any confusion.

“What’s it look like out there?”

“Sunny but cool.”

“See any deer?”

“No, they have all moved off to another place.”

They’ll be back. Then the bark-a -thon can begin.

“I’m saving my barks for the FedEx guy.”

“You might have something there. He and the Amazon drivers are due any time.”

“That’s what I was thinking. You know who we haven’t seen for a while?”

“The UPS guy. He hasn’t been around for a few days.”

“I wonder if he is okay? Maybe we did bark him to St Louis.”

Oh, I don’t think so. He has to be stronger than that.”

“You see what’s coming?”

“Oh my gosh. It’s the US postal service driver.”

“I’ve got to get a good spot by the door. This is going to be good.”

“I don’t think she is coming to the door. Looks like a normal mailbox delivery.”

“Well, I’m not taking any chances.”

“Tempeste, come back. She has already passed.”

“I can almost smell the Amazon truck. I’m staying here by the door.”

“You might have a long wait.”

“Yeah, but it will be worth it.

Tuesday – Anything Possible – Finger Point Prompt – “Passenger”

 

Today I randomly opened Eternal Road – The final stop to page 165. With eyes closed, I pointed to the page. The word closest to my finger is “passenger.” That is our prompt today.

Passenger by John W. Howell © 2026

“Here we are, YouTubers. This is the freight train switching yard in Peoria, Illinois, and boy, is it cold. Look, there’s someone who looks like they just got off one of the boxcars.”

“Sir, do you mind talking with me for a minute about your experience?”

“What are you recording?”

“I have a YouTube channel and am interviewing working folks around the country.”

“Okay, that sounds pretty harmless.”

“So where are you headed?”

“Trying to get to Florida.”

“You been hopping freights? Are you a hobo?”

“I prefer to call it a privileged passenger.”

“But you’ve been hopping freights.”

“Well, yes. I can’t afford the coach fare of a passenger train, and as you can see, the way I look would cause people concern.”

“Isn’t it dangerous hopping freight cars?”

“Not if you know what you are doing. For me, it’s pretty easy.”

“So why Florida?”

“Well, I have to eat, and opportunities up North get scarce when it gets cold.”

“So, you do outside work?”

“Yup. One hundred percent of the jobs I find are outdoors.”

“I can see why it would be better in Florida. You mentioned it was easy to hop freight trains. Mind sharing your secret?”

“I just hover over one of the cars and then slowly ease down for a perfect landing.”

“I’m surprised you can hang on.”

“See these talons. They grip anything. Plus, when I hunker down, I’m pretty much impervious to the wind.”

“It has been a pleasure talking to you. Mr. Ah.”

“My friends call me Victor.”

“It was great talking to you, Victor.”

“Likewise.”

“So there you have it. A discussion with Victor the Vulture. If you enjoyed the discussion, hit “like” below and we’ll see you next time.

Views of the Neighborhood – Lakeway – Coffee with a Cop

The Lakeway Police Department hosted an event called Coffee with a Cop. It was an opportunity for the community to meet police officers and leadership informally. The event was on Friday, but through the miracle of time travel, we can go back. We are catered by Maie Day of Austin, and our entertainment is The Police

Menu

Gimme burger  – wagyu smash burger, the works, gimme sauce, fries

Grilled Half Chicken – Greener Pastures chicken, lemon & honey-brined

Risotto – beets, oyster mushrooms, benne seed

Seared Snapper – Carolina gold rice, brown butter, seasonal vegetables 6 oz

Steak frites – 8 oz sirloin, smoked beef tallow, fries

Chicken Fried Steak – black pepper gravy

Prime Rib – au jus, horseradish cream, burnt onion powder 10oz

Tomahawk Pork Chop – whiskey-brined, pepper glaze 65

Filet Mignon – Outpost 76 Ranch, smoked carrots, whipped turnips, bordelaise 8oz

New York Strip – flake salt, smoked beef tallow 16oz

Ribeye – flake salt, smoked beef tallow 16oz

Porterhouse – bone marrow chimichurri, smoked beef tallow 32oz

Picture of an old time school bus

Ready, set, go.

Here is the abbouncement.

Being held outside Vivel Crepes and Coffee.

People are taking advantage of the opportunity.

Officers on hand.

A new traffic enforcement machine – a Ford Mustang.

Inside the Mustang.

The business end.

A regular police car.

Asst Chief Chris Bonnet (L) and City Council member Kent Obrian (R)

A beautiful motorcycle.

Talking with the officers.

Time now for some food and entertainment.

 

Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Prompt –

A picture of a string with drops of water- the logo for SoCS

A review of the menu on the coffee machine does nothing to change my mind. It’s going to be a double coffee in a 10 0z mug. That would be 8oz of the stuff that stops the low-caffeine alarm horn, and about 2oz of half-and-half. The button is pushed, and the aroma fills the air. The cup is ready, and the first sip puts out the fire of addiction. The second sip raises the Westminster chimes and is accompanied by the ear-bleeding warnings blasted out by the hounds of Baskerville, known as Twiggy and Tempeste. A quick toss of a bacon-flavored Bene bone for each into the soundproof room, followed by a door slam, brings peace back to the valley.

A quick check of the monitor shows a character who looks very much like Elmer Fudd standing on the porch, holding a letter. After a back-and-forth conversation about leaving the letter, it is clear that the door has to be opened. With a sigh, the shutdown process is begun.

The SWAT team needs to be put on standby. A quick text to the leader confirms that status. Also, the flight of A-10 Warthogs must be diverted. Another call to the commander puts that worry to rest. The SEAL team needs to be called off, and a call to the leader makes that possible. The MH-60 Jayhawk Helicopter hovering over the house is diverted. A call to the tow truck driver stops the deployment of an M1A1 Abrams Tank. The control panel simplifies the shutdown process of the security system. The boiling oil vats are put on standby, the turret mortars disengaged, the Trebuchet on safety, the concertina wire rolled, the Claymore mines reset, the tower Gatling guns on safety, the moat net dropped, the alligators fed, and the IEDs and shoulder-held rockets put away. The Proton torpedoes switched off. The gamma ray beams covered. The high-powered maser guns switched to standby, and the nanorobots were chained in the basement. The Klingons are called back, and the Targ is caged. Robbie’s Bot is sent to the basement. The Tasmanian Devil is directed to the food in his cage, and the door drops. The electronic jammer is kept active, given a situation with a robot not too long ago. The locks on the door are thrown. And the door opened.

The Elmer Fudd-looking guy hands me the envelope and the clipboard. When signed, I keep the letter and return the clipboard. The Elmer Fudd-looking guy has a shotgun and is casually pointing it at me. Reaching into my pocket and pulling out a five-dollar bill produces a smile on Fudd-like’s face. Rolling it up and stuffing it into one barrel of the shotgun causes Fudd-like to turn and walk away.

The envelope is from Linda Hill. There is a message inside which reads: Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “review.” Use it any way you’d like. Have fun!

To see what others have done with the prompt, visit Linda’s post. Here is the link https://lindaghill.com/2026/03/13/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-march-14-2026/

Review by John W. Howell © 2026

“That was scary.”

“What?”

“To give you a small review, that guy  was pointing a shotgun at you.”

“I knew he wouldn’t use it.”

“How did you know that?”

“He was a cartoon character, and even if he did use it, it wouldn’t hurt.”

“You know, for some strange reason, that makes sense.”

“I gave him a tip cause he looked like he could use the money.”

“But again, he’s a cartoon character.”

“They have to live, too.”

“This conversation is giving me a headache.”

“I know the perfect cure. Did you call Uber?”

“Right over there.”

Photo by Dan Antion

“Wow, a ’49 Chevy Deluxe Coupe.”

“With a little customization on the wheels.”

“I can’t wait to ride in that one.”

“Let’s get going.”

“What? No side trips?”

“Nope, he’s going to take us right there.”

“That’s amazing.”

“I thought you needed a hassle-free trip to the pub.”

“I appreciate that.”

“We have to hitchhike home, though.”

“Why’s that?”

“The driver has a car show to enter.”

“Can’t we call another Uber  for home?”

“I wish I had thought of that.”

“Let’s go.”

 

Friday JohnKu – AKA – TGIF – Fri-Yay/Good News

Today’s good news story comes from the Good News Network

Postal Worker Drives 52 Miles After Work to Return Lost Wallet Found in -11F° Weather

By Andy Corbley –

Everyone in life has likely gone through it at least once: losing a wallet can be stressful to say the least.

So can delivering snail mail in -11°F, but that didn’t stop a Pennsylvania postal worker from doing a good deed when presented with the opportunity.

25-year-old Bruce Armah, a new member of the mail team, found a wallet half-buried in the snow in Coraopolis, near Pittsburgh. He tucked it away in his car and continued on his route, but not because he meant to steal anything.

Finishing his shift, he looked for an ID of sorts that might include an address, and thankfully, there was. Speaking with CBS News Pittsburgh’s Barry Pintar, Armah explained why he struck out at the end of a long day in his own car to return the wallet to its rightful owner.

“It was my father’s good deeds,” Armah said, explaining that his father taught him that he should do the same in the stranger’s position. “He lost his wallet, and someone returned it to him, so I was just returning the favor.”

His father’s wisdom at heart, Armah arrived in Clinton, only to find that the wallet’s owner had moved all the way to McDonald, which, for readers not familiar with the area, is many miles away. He nonetheless made the hike—driving 52 miles in total after work to and from the owner’s house—to return that favor his father had experienced all those years ago.

“There was $100 cash in there, credit cards, ID, healthcare cards,” said the husband of the wallet’s owner, Matt Bryan. “He wanted nothing in return; he just said it was the right thing to do.”

Bryan wouldn’t let sleeping dogs lie, and quickly told his own mailman about the incident, who in turn told another postal service worker, who told another, until it caught the ear of their boss, who commended Armah for taking so much time and effort at the end of a long, taxing, cold day.

His father would be proud.

The good news in this story is that there are people out there who care to do the right thing. Today’s JohnKu celebrates those who do care. I hope you have a super weekend.

Help by John W. Howell © 2026

When it’s time to help,

Some just jump in and do it . . .

How about you? You in?

Here is a video of the story.

Tuesday – Anything Possible – Finger Point Prompt – “Document”

 

Today, I randomly opened Detour on the Eternal Road to page 141. With eyes closed, I pointed to the page. The word closest to my finger was “document.” This is our prompt.

Document by John W. Howell © 2026

“So what did they say?”

“I need a document from the doctor.”

“Document? What kind of document?”

“They won’t let me stay there until I get a complete bill of health.”

“You look healthy.”

“I know. The parents are pretty upset.”

“About what?”

“Well, they wanted me to go to camp, as you know.”

“You still can after the doctor’s visit.”

“That’s just it. The doctor can’t see me until next week.”

“So?”

“The camp starts this week.”

“Still, you can go to the next session.”

“That’s true, but the parents had planned to go on a trip while I was away.”

“Can’t they postpone a week?”

“I heard them say something about no refunds on the tickets.”

“Yeah, that does hit hard. You wanna come stay at my house?”

“You’d better ask your parents before the offer.”

“Nah. Here’s how we play it. We’ll go to my house, and I’ll look all excited to have you there.”

“What does that do?”

“My parents will feel sorry for you and let you stay until they can contact your parents. Once they do, hopefully, your parents will let mine know the fix they are in. My parents will offer to keep you. Problem solved.”

“Sounds great. Just one hitch.”

“What’s that?”

“How will they be able to contact my parents?”

“Your collar.”

“Huh?”

“Your phone number is on your collar. Now, let’s go.”

“You are a pal.”