There was no fancy dinner, in fact it was a hurried meal of left-over ravioli from the other night. We spent most of the day apart, me taking care of Peanut and you getting some much needed work. The time we did spend were doing ordinary Sunday tasks like attending Mass, grocery shopping and returning some items to various stores. Still, I wouldn’t want to do ( or not do) any of these without you.
Happy 12 years of marriage!