Well, well, well…Guess who turned fourteen. That’s right, we did.
Aww…we were so cute on our honeymoon!
That poor girl. She has no idea how hard it’s going to be after the honeymoon. She sure looks good though, am I right? And, man! Billy’s hair was long. This picture could not even contain his hair.
So we turned fourteen on the twenty sixth of August and even though we said ‘no gifts’ he went out and bought me some anyway. Kids, the man gets me. Auburn and Thundarr the Barbarian.
Ladies, if you’re single this is what you’re looking for: a man that knows the importance of Hanna-Barbera.
Poor Billy. All I got him was this card:
‘Every second of every minute’ my foot. That’s ridiculous. Unrealistic expectations party of two.
We had a nephew come sit for us and we walked down to a swank restaurant in the neighborhood.
Note to other patrons: that green stuff is straight up Wasabi. DO NOT ATTEMPT TO EAT.
Also, don’t attempt to walk back home beside the creek because it’s dark and scary and there are bats.
Now I know that bats should not technically be scary but y’all! They are so swoopy! I just can’t trust things that are so bad at the one thing they are supposed to do well and that is fly.
Goodness. Post Apocalyptic Cartoons, Wasabi, and bats. It was a pretty terrifying anniversary.