Today Mike and I celebrate our first anniversary. Hooray for us! Year one of life partnering.
Since we're saving up our pennies for a home, tuition, and flying back to Michigan, we decided to party indoors rather than spending a week out of town. I was in charge of last night's surprise date, and served up an heirloom tomato salad, potato tikis, and smoked trout. (The trout ended up being just grilled, since I didn't let the wood chips get smokey on the grill. They were still delicious with their beady little eyes!)
The cake that I'd planned on making remained unmade, the long-saved wine from our dating days was fizzy, and I filled - FILLED! - the kitchen with dishes. Altogether, it was a wonderful, wonderful evening. It felt like a love holiday.
Tonight Mike is hosting a surprise date. He's picked me up for work, and now has whisked me off to the bedroom with some snacks while he finishes up dinner.
He's a dreamy one. I can' t believe it's been a year already! And yes, Love, we still can call ourselves Newleyweds. We've got at least two more years for that.
Mike D. - having just made me a delicious recreation of our steak and lobster honeymoon dinner - is now finishing up the frosting on a German Chocolate Cake. This, ladies and gentlemen, is the good life.