Today is my 29th anniversary. When Hubby traveled three hours to my home to give me an engagement ring at Christmastime, all the formidable relatives were lined around the den in chairs waiting for his arrival. My six-year-old nephew met him at the door and hit him at the level a six-year-old would. Then my dad, sensing his pain, invited him over to the kitchen area for a raw oyster. Hubby had never eaten an oyster on a cracker before, so bit into it, much to Daddy's delight. Then, the trooper that Hubby is, he smiled and asked for another. After that, things went a little smoother.