Oh, happy day Happy 6th anniversary to us! Sometimes it feels longer. And sometimes it feels like it couldn't possibly have been six years. Last night David told me we're celebrating by going to the Vintage Virginia wine festival. I wasn't that enthused. Which made him sad. I just wanted to stay home. And before you think I'm a shrew, here's why: The festival is 3 hours from where we live, in the county we went to high school in. (Yes we've known each other that long.) David had to work until really late last night. And he's playing in a golf tournament in the morning, so we have to drive back tonight or leave super early in the morning. That doesn't really leave much time for excitement. But I will try to be cheerful. Though, I can't really promise.