"Tommy Lee Jones isn't made for high def"

An example of something I love about my husband - his sometimes inappropriate sense of humor.

Sunday was our anniversary. The big one-oh. Wait, that's 10. The big wu-un. 1. We made it to one year. That's a success in itself, right?

We celebrated this past weekend. What did we do for our anniversary? We celebrated in a way that we love - low key.

Friday, we made dinner together (which actually turned out to be a big fat fail) and watched some STUPID movie that he got through Netflix. Electric Mist? Bad choice, husband, bad choice.

On Saturday, we started by sleeping in. Ahhhhhh.

Then we went to the pool for the afternoon. Sunnnnnnn.

Then we went to dinner at Giuseppe's, a nice little Italian restaurant in Lexington. Yummmmmm. The appetizers were delish - crabcakes with aioli and scallops over risotto. Salads & portobello cream soup. Chicken and ricotta stuffed shells & gnocchi with Fontina cream sauce.



We came home and had some raspberry cobblers. Mmmmmmmm. No wait, that's what we were going to have if I wasn't lazy. Instead, we went to KROGER after dinner and picked up one of those frozen desserts that you always see at the grocer's but you never know if they're any good? We grabbed a cookies & cream pie and it was good.



Then we watched an incredibly romantic movie.


"The Dark Knight." Wait, what's that you say? It's NOT a romantic movie? Oh, oops.

And we drank our bottle of anniversary wine - Thanks Mikey & Amanda!


Thus ended the night. Please people, we're keeping this PG.

What? That's it, you ask?

Where are the gifts? We're lazy.

Where are the corny letters and cliche sayings? We don't do that.

Where is the wedding cake top? Well...ummm, we didn't have cake at our wedding. True story. I'm surprised our marriage has even lasted this long without a wedding cake.