Our first anniversary was spent with Dave's immediate family in Massachusetts. Sam was a day less than three months old and we were still in new baby exhaustion. Plus travel exhaustion. The night before our anniversary we stayed in the sketchiest hotel ever. It was so scary I refused to touch the floor without wearing shoes. And the only place we felt safe putting Sam down was on our sheets. In retrospect we should have gone to a different hotel but remember the exhaustion I was mentioning earlier?
Anyways, here is a picture of us around our anniversary. We didn't get a picture of the two of us on our anniversary because it was a busy, crazy day. We also didn't really celebrate it.
Our second anniversary was very different and may have been the best meal of my life up until that point. Dave, Sam and I drove home from Saskatoon, with a stop at The Border City Petting Zoo just outside of Lloydminster. The BCPZ was actually much more impressive than we had anticipated. However the main event was that night. We went to The Melting Pot, which is the only one in Canada. Score! Here is us before we went out that night.
The Melting Pot is a fondue place and I ate more than I ever have before. I'm pretty sure about that! It was soooooo good. Here are Dave and I during our main course.
And that is how we've celebrated our anniversaries thus far. Very exciting hey?!?!
So I realized that I've never blogged about our wedding and the general events surrounding it. So I am going to do that for this upcoming week. It's fun to think about how things went. and it's also good to remind myself of what a special time it was because I have forgotten a lot about it. Coming tomorrow: Pre-wedding festivities!
So I realized that I've never blogged about our wedding and the general events surrounding it. So I am going to do that for this upcoming week. It's fun to think about how things went. and it's also good to remind myself of what a special time it was because I have forgotten a lot about it. Coming tomorrow: Pre-wedding festivities!
I can't imagine traveling with a three month old. When Lance was that old, I had my father-in-law come and pick us up so I could ride in the back seat with the baby. They only live 45 minutes away...so sad. He, he : ) We are much braver now days!
ReplyDeleteHow fun to look back!! Your bouquet is beautiful! :)
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