We don't have a great marriage, but we have great anniversaries. Go figure.
But we have great anniversaries because I use them as an excuse, and H is WAY more into anniversaries than I am. He just can't plan. I'm the one who gets on hotel websites and looks for deals, sets up a weekend adventure, babysitting, etc. I do what makes me happy... and H is always *thrilled* because he *wants* to do stuff like I plan, but his brain is just never in the right gear.
Ex) "Hey honey.. what do you think about going to the OR beach with kiddo and some friends for a week for our anniversary?" (3 months in advance). "That would be AMAZING!"... and then I set it up. Or "What do you say to getting babysitting for the weekend and going to the Salish Lodge... they have a "Do not disturb" or a "Kyaking" deal set up. They each cost about the same." him "Let's do 'do not disturb', if we want to hike we can but if we want to sleep we can." or, or, or, or....
I'm currently "planning" our anniversary for 2 years from now (may or may not be married by then, but there's always hope). Looking at taking Kiddo and the 3 of us heading to Beaches All Inclusive for a week. Which means saving for it now. H has *always* wanted to go to the caribbean, but again, long term planning just *isn't* anything he's good at. I am. So I do. ((We travel quite a bit for our jobs, but this would be an actual vacation / not working / so it's something we'd have to pay for 100% ourselves)).
The thing is... I would trade a happy marriage over 'wow' anniversaries ANY day of the week. Especially since all I'd need to do to have a 'wow' anniversary is what I do NOW... I plan them. Like I said, all I need is the excuse. I have NO idea if we'll even be married in 2 more years. But that's no reason not to put the money aside, bit by bit, now.
The thing is... the first few years when we WERE madly in love (before the temper problems, the affairs, the blah blah blah)... I sat by and "waited". I wanted HIM to do something amazing for me. One year he stopped by the gas station on the way home and picked up a plastic frog. Seriously. When we'd talked about making anniversaries a "big deal" THAT is what he came up with. Another year it was a chocolate bar while I sat at home alone because he was hanging with the boys. (("Kiss, happy anniversary, I'm going to go play music with Scott for awhile.. be back around 10." WHAT??? Don't get me wrong... he was SERIOUSLY trying... he was just absolutely clueless. He figured "I'd be busy with the baby until 10, so why should he be here?")) It wasn't till we started having problems that I "manned up" and took on what *I* viewed as HIS role.
BOTH of us have been much happier.