my anniversary was over a week ago. and while i did post a
as i've mentioned before, garrett and i are both severely laid back and incredibly poor. and while we would love, love, love to go on a vacation or getaway to celebrate our anniversary, we pretty much would have to sell an organ or three to make it happen.
so we had a picnic in the park instead. and no organs were sold. not this year, at least.
garrett and i went on a cruise for our honeymoon and while there was an absolute smorgasbord of food offered throughout the day, we were most taken with the 24 hour pizza and caesar salad. twenty-four hour pizza. oh, what? it's 8 am and i just woke up? pizza! midnight shnack? pizza! okay whatever. maybe we're 9 years old but the fact of the matter is, it was awesome. and so we celebrate our anniversary with pizza and caesar salad and reminisce on the days when we ate a buttload of it in the span of one week. we also ate way more soft serve ice cream than any two people should ever admit to.
and then we came home and, as per tradition, i tried on my wedding dress and awkwardly posed in it. 'cause hey. it's my wedding day. and i can do whatever cheesy thing i want.
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lyrics: you and me together could do anything, baby.