5th Anniversary
How sad is it that I was aware that last Friday was Friday the 13th, but I wasn't aware that it was my and the hubby's 5th wedding anniversary until after we received a delivery of gorgeous flowers from his parents? Dave remembered only after I called him to tell him we received a gorgeous arrangement of flowers. We also received flowers from Dave's Aunt Vicky. I love getting flowers. There's nothing better than opening the door and seeing someone standing there with a big bouquet of flowers, especially when you're worried that it's actually the Mormons atttempting another go at converting you (by the way, nothing against Mormons, it's just that they knock on my door a lot. I must seem extra heathen-y or something).
We had a great visit from my parents. They arrived on Friday and left this morning. There was much holding of Henry by people other than me, something I appreciate greatly because the 19.5 pounds tends to weigh a little heavily after a certain amount of time. My mom got lots of Henry smooches in, my dad got to see a Bucknell basketball game, I got to sleep in late, and Dave got to put in a whole day of work without the panicky 4PM, 4:30PM, and 5PM "it's time to come home NOW!" phone calls. Saturday night we had a lobster, steak, and spaghetti with clams dinner in celebration of our wedding anniversaries which both take place in January. It was very sad watching their car drive away this morning.