It is always oh, so fun to start the day off with your drive shaft coming undone on your morning commute. Thank God I wasn’t hurdling down the road or on a major highway. Thank God the guy who pulled up next to me was a mechanic and didn’t mind writhing around under the car getting filthy and greasy to jerry rig it up so I could get home. Thank God we have an extra vehicle.
To celebrate our anniversary, Lance and I went to see Angels and Demons and grab some fondue at The Melting Pot. Angels and Demons was just okay. I might like the book better. The Melting Pot was oisome. Except I wished I hadn’t eaten anything for about 9 hours before dining. Seriously, I felt like fondue was coming out of my ears I was so full.
My daughter Addie drew some anniversary pictures for us, to get us in the mood for celebrating.
We did, indeed Go! Out Too Eat and Go! To the Movie and “Do Cisis” (kisses).
Then she drew pictures of us. Here’s me:
I tried to not take it personally that I am portly. And holding ice cream. And have ears the size of dinner plates.
Then she drew Lance:
I suppose from her perspective as a short kid, we are both kind of rotundly.
To soften the blow of her Truth Drawing, she gave us this:
Here’s hoping your Monday is better than mine.