Wednesday, August 22, 2012

The Whole Nine Yards

Nine.  Nine ladies dancing.  Cat o' nine tails.  Dressed to the nines.  Nine tailors, nine rings, and nine lives.  An anniversary celebrated with pottery (in the U.S.) and copper (in the UK), as well as with bird of paradise flowers (regardless of location).

And, in case you hadn't guessed, nine years to the day that Mr. Muscato and I met up.  We had both of us had rather varied lives to that point, and we mutually confessed a few years ago that our primary reaction at the time was something along the lines of, "Well, finally.  Taken you long enough.  Come along now, you, and don't dawdle."


  1. I know the sentiment well. 'Lang may yer lum reek!' we say, by way of congratulations.

  2. I think this clip fits the bill perfectly for such an auspicious occasion. It is from Bird of Paradise. It has Dolores Del Rio. It has Joel McRae stripping to his skimpies. It has Bing Crosby singing Sweet Leilani...

    Happy anniversary, boys! Jx

    1. Fabulous! And more apt than you know, as the Mister and I met in a swimming pool, in a place that was rather, in its own way, a tropical paradise...

      Many thanks, caro.

  3. Most biggest congrats to you both. Now have some cake. Perhaps find a pool and re-create the moment.

  4. Late, but sincere congratulations darlings. Long may you reign.

  5. Happiest of days to you both. Wishing you nothing but love and laughs for the rest of your years.

    The mister and I celebrated 9 years on the 23rd last month. We met online, not in a pool, but each had much the same reaction that you and Mr. M did.

    Masel tov!

  6. How wonderful. And as a side note, it's reassuring you and Mr Muscato had the same reaction that I did to my own mister a little over a year ago. It wasn't Tchaikovsky, slow-motion meadows and gauze filters. More like "Oh. THERE you are. I thought you'd be taller. Let's go."