Yesterday, Dean and I celebrated our anniversary. We’ve been together for 11 years and married for 6. My mom says, “ok, so 6 years,” hahaaa, but C’MON. We’ve been living together for over a decade. This year, Erin drew us as chickens. Bwak, bwak, bwaaaak!
Dinner and drinks at the Globe:
And the greatest anniversary gift we could’ve asked for– seeing The Mummies live! Ughhhhh, so good. I had a heart attack from happiness.
It’s probably a mistake to overshare but this was the first year we had to put conscious effort into our marriage. I guess marriage does take work. Sometimes.