since the hubs and i were able to wrangle grandma into babysitting friday night, we celebrated our 5th anniversary a day early, at a seriously, seriously incredible restaurant....i changed out of my hideous maternity pants and into a dress of all things and ran lickety split to go get my hairs did…i even had time for a mani…what? absurd. who am i?
by the way, last week i read on dutchess roz about OPI “tickle my francey” and i wrote up a little post-it and stuck it to my wallet (you should see the inside of my bag. maybe i will blog it one day. it looks like an atomic bomb went off. for serious.) because it was the best color i have ever seen and as well you know, i am obsessed with nail polish these days and there i was at the mani place with all my extra time after my blow out (extra time, she says. again, i ask…who am i??) and i saw it twinkling at me from the polish carousel and i grabbed it right up and sat happily down in my chair and my nails have never been so pretty. don’t walk, run. best color EVAH.)
anyway, dinner was out of this world and my company was even better. sadly, it just wasn’t the sort of place i felt comfortable whipping out my rickety little LG and snapping a cell phone pic of my petite filet, so you’ll just have to use your imagination. i try and keep it klassy whenever possible, you know.
our actual anniversary was saturday, and we decided to spend the day with the monkey down at the park having a picnic. it was undeniably fall, so we all got a little bundled up, picked up some sammies at the deli and headed over to the lake.
ben was all business, as you can see. he was way too busy trying to take everything in and figure it all out to crack a smile…swinging is a very serious endeavor.