Happy Friday, everyone! This year, on August 4th, my hubby and I celebrated 14 years of marriage and about 30 years of friendship. We celebrated by sneaking off and having dinner on the town. We will have our real celebration now that we are home.
What I love about us is that we are still just a couple of kids that grew up on the same street, went to the same schools, and have been best friends since forever. Ever since I was 12 years old, I knew that I would marry him. He might not have been privy to my plans haha, but he found out soon enough!
As far as dinner was concerned, it was not great at all. We ordered one dish and told the fill-in-waiter that we didn’t want the Alfredo sauce (Milt’s a bit lactose intolerant), and he told us that there was no Alfredo sauce on it. When we got our food, it was definitely a cheesy sauce. We share meals when we go out, so we had to send back the dish after the manager, chef, and another waiter came to the table. Talk about a commotion! The meal they brought back had absolutely no taste whatsoever. We had to doctor up the dish to even be able to eat it. All of that didn’t matter though. The food wasn’t great, but the company was amazing.
Do you want to share your love story? I’d love to hear about it.