It’s been 5 years already?
I woke up this morning to the sound of Eddie singing. “Happy anniversary, happy anniversary. Happy anniversary, haaaaaaapy anniversary!” Once my brain got over the shock of being jolted out of sleep by a singing Canadian, it then registered that he was holding a massive and gorgeous bouquet of marbled red roses. And then I looked at the clock and saw that it was after 7, when Eddie’s supposed to be in work.
“Why aren’t you at work?”
“I took the day off.”
So now both of us have the day off, and we’re super happy. We went back to sleep after getting the roses squared away, and now it’s time for a shower and then we’re going to head out to grab lunch and catch a matinee or something.
Feeling: loved
