four years

we had a classic case of different expectations on mother's day this year. i kind of considered it a fail.

but yesterday, as i was folding laundry in a scrubby t-shirt, nate waltzed in with a huge bouquet of flowers and a pint of phish food (a real treat here...ice cream is expensive!). 

"happy anniversary! we have dinner reservations for steak frites at 7!"

i blew it. i completely forgot our anniversary.

i'm hoping we can call it even steven for this month's holidays

and try again next year...

four years have flown by, and been quite a ride at the same time.

happy anniversary to us!