On Saturday Chris and I celebrated 28 years together. We were sitting in our living room having our morning coffee and reminiscing when we suddenly decided to have an impromptu date.
Off to the mall we went for some cologne for Chris and a bit of lunch before work later in the day. (And unbeknownst to us at the time, we also found a ski jacket for me at an after-Christmas sale price. Woohoo!!!)
We walked around a bit then hit the food court. As I waited in line for a smoothie, Chris went off to Taco Bell. We settled to eat, and he told me he found the perfect sauce:
Isn’t that perfect for the day? In case it’s too small to see, the packet says Marry Me!
We both agreed we would do it again in a heartbeart. Maybe not a wedding, but the marriage for sure.