On Friday, Richard and I celebrated our "Fake Anniversary." We don't really have a This Is The Exact Day It All Happened! anniversary date, so we just picked a day last year, and here we are a year later!
We stopped by Whole Foods to get a random assortment of "Oh, this sounds good!" type things, and then went and had a little picnic on the pier on White Rock Lake. The weather was gorgeous and breezy and oh, so perfect, and we had such a lovely time just talking about everything. (Lawd knows we can talk ourselves to sleep!)
I got 2 packages of southwestern egg rolls--1 for me, and 1 for R to try, since he's never had them--annnd, I ate both packages after R had a taste.
Yes, I brought my Lady Gaga towel, no shame here.
Jicama and polkies.
After our wonderful dinner, we came home, put on our comfiest of lounge clothes, popped open a Ben&Jerry's, and rented "This Is 40" (which was cute! not really a tangible point, but hilarious nonetheless). We were laughing so much at the movie and each other, it's stupid how much fun we can have doing so little.
Happy fake anniversary, my sweet man. I have oh so much fun with you, especially when you're feeling really impulsive and drive us to Baskin Robbins in the middle of a Sunday evening ("But, it's anniversary weekend!"). You're the sweetest, most handsomest guy I'll ever know, and I'm so lucky we get to hang out together all the time. We may drive each other crazy all the time, but at the end of the day you always make me feel like we're Jay-Z and Beyonce, and no one in their right mind can ask for more than that. :)
