Yesterday Sam & I celebrated our four years of marriage! Sam woke me up with breakfast in bed--a big plate of yummy pancakes. The rest of the day included work, a visit to the dump and stocking up on year supply items. It was the best anniversary ever!!!
Okay, I'll explain ... We had discussed going to the Anniversary Inn to celebrate (yes, it's totally cliche-y), but I'm still a gimp after having foot surgery two weeks ago, and well, we didn't think we'd really get to "enjoy" it all that much. Anyway, we decided to just spend a night out together. Sam picked me up early from work (the surgery was on my right foot, so he's my chauffer 'till the boot comes off) and he was a mess. The poor guy had a nasty cold. I suggested we put off the night out another day so he could get some rest and he took me up on the offer. We decided that before we settled in for the evening, we'd take a quick trip out to the dump to unload the back of our truck that was full of ceiling tiles, yard trash and old baseboards and door trim. We're remodeling our entire house and the junk piles were taking over. So out to the dump we went. What a weird place that is. Not exactly romantic, but the fact that Sam, in his sniffley state, had loaded up the truck with all that junk was definitely a turn on--the things that get to you after being married for awhile!
Then we realized we had some keys that my sister Emily needed by Saturday--and I wanted to trade out her book I was borrowing, New Moon, for Eclipse (being gimpy has at least given me time to read!). We arrived at her house to find they were feeding the missionaries and they invited us to join. We enjoyed delicious homemade stew and bread sticks along with apples and melted caramel for dessert. Yum! We talked about goal setting and missionary work, and about a talk Elder Packer gave last week about the changing times. Again, not exactly romantic, but it was uplifting and greatly appreciated. After that we decided to stop by a nearby store we'd been planning to visit anyway to stock up items for our year supply. We've slowly been trying to build it up since we got married, but the fact that we've moved a few times has given us an excuse to hold off really getting into it. About a month ago we decided that we'd rather worry about moving a few more boxes rather than starve if the the you-know-what hits the fan.
Anyway, after that we went home and went to bed early. Sick husbands need their sleep. But before we fell asleep, we got the giggles together.
Yes, I do mean it when I say it was the best anniversary ever. It might not have been romantic in the worldly sense, but it still was in a more personal way. It's been four years of being married to my best friend. Even the dump isn't too bad if he's there, too.
