Today, Husband and I have been married 15 years. (And they said it would never last.)
Given our hectic schedule, our empty pockets and circumstances, we've decided to do a low-key celebration. We will pack up eating things, tv trays and camping stools into the car, stop at a great grilled-beef place for a take-out dinner, and eat at our new house. By candlelight. With sparking grape juice. (We may even light the fire, if enough of the newness has burned off to not asphyxiate us.)
Low key, as I said. But awfully special.