Yesterday marked 22 years of marriage for Hubby and me.
Twenty-two years! Sheesh. Where has the time gone?
We don’t usually make big hoo-ha to-dos over stuff like this. Not that it’s not important. It is! We just celebrate quietly.
Last night, we went out to dinner. There’s a cute, little, delicious Italian restaurant here in town — Cafe Torino — that serves up some fine Italian fare.
Of course, I took a picture of my meal, which was absolutely mouth-wateringly good.
It was huge, too, which made the girls quite happy (leftovers to share).
As for that Hubby of mine. He didn’t enjoy his meal as much as I did, but at least he’s learning how to act properly when dining with me.
It’s been a lovely 22 years. Full of love, laughter, and quite a few interesting adventures.
Here’s hoping there are many more years to come.