Tuesday, June 24, 2014

Our Comical Anniversary

We recently celebrated our 7th wedding anniversary.  We probably should have just stayed home.

We were just planning on having a simple dinner out and leaving M home with a sitter.  The evening started out with D walking around zombie-like, amped up on DayQuil because he caught a nasty cold.  He insisted that we should still go out, so we went to Tony's on the lake, where we were disappointed by the calamari which must have had a full shaker's worth of salt poured onto it.  We had to stop eating it, but our kind waiter took it off of our bill.  

Towards the end of our meal, I see that the sitter has texted us, because she is putting M down to sleep and he is asking for Buddy, which is his giraffe lovey, and do we know where Buddy is so she can give him to M?

Fact: Buddy is the second most important member of our family (obviously, M is first!).

Why yes, yes we do know where Buddy is.

Buddy is at Tony's, with us, in D's pocket.  

You can just barely see Buddy, peeking out of D's right pocket, below his hand.

Needless to say, we packed up our leftovers and hightailed it home.  Thankfully, M forgave us for taking Buddy out to dinner without him!

Happy Anniversary to my absent-minded husband!

Headed to our reception - nothing says hot like tulle crinoline in FL in June!
 Question: I am thinking about donating my wedding dress.  Should I keep hanging on to it?

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