We were recently delighted to celebrated our third anniversary. We choose CreekTown Café as the venue because it has some nostalgic significance to us. Before we were married, Robb took me there for my birthday and ended up forgetting his wallet. Tonight it was just barely warm enough to dine outside, and I think that was the largest piece of chocolate mouse pie I've ever been served.
Since Robb was gone last week and I couldn't make myself go to sleep, I finally finished this suit. This is the first time I've ever been able to do something as complex as a jacket. It turned out to be an incredible amount of work, but totally worth it.
My ever-wandering parents have landed, yet again, in distant lands. Dad is flying for NW Aviation out of Kotzebue, Alaska. They are NORTH of Anchorage; they are within the Arctic Circle; they are crazy. We can't wait to visit them in September. See more of their pictures here.
Oh man, these things are my favorite. The local bakery quit making them, so I had to figure out my own recipe, loosely based on this one. We took them to potluck to share, otherwise I'm sure I would have eaten them all!
Robb went all out this year and got us season tickets to the symphony. Here we are just after the concert sporting our new clothes. Robb's jacket is a paisley velvet that we spotted at a downtown sidewalk sale. My dress is complements of a very sweet lady. She is a friend's grandma and volunteers at a consignment store. What an eye for beautiful things.
We finally got trekking poles and couldn't wait to try them out. Since it was a rainy Sabbath afternoon, we piled on our rain gear and headed to SouthFork. What a great afternoon.
