Sometimes a blog post just writes itself!
Philadelphians are renowned for being straight-talking, pull-no-punches, no-sugarcoating kind of people. You get a couple of glasses of wine into one on a Friday night and you can pretty much guarantee that whatever social veneer might have been constructed over the Philly isn't going to last long. Anyway, Himself and I were sitting on the sofa watching junk TV and relaxing after a long day when somehow, the subject of people renewing their wedding vows came up. (There was a long conversational train involved.) Curious, I asked him what he thought about it.
"Why the FUCK would anyone want to do that?" (Said with no hostility whatsoever, just genuine confusion.) "Renewing would mean something expired, like some kind of library book. Wedding vows don't expire. I meant what I said the first time and every morning I wake up next to you is a renewal of my damn vows."
At which point I absolutely burst out laughing. If that isn't the most romantic thing ever barked out Philly-style, I don't know what is!