Leading up to our anniversary this year, I had been telling Jeff I wanted to go out to dinner. Just him and I. Little did I know there was a major fight on that night and I had no chance.
We ended up at my aunt’s and uncle’s house with the entire family. I guess it’s the same as it was 6 years ago. The one plus, Jeff had his half marathon the next morning so that meant he was the designated driver. Bring on the prosecco!
Happy Anniversary my love. You owe me a dinner out.