Monthiversary 34

This past Friday was our 34th monthiversary...how in the world did we get to being within TWO MONTHS of three years? How how how?? Mom said to me last week that it seems like much longer than three years ago that we all headed to Florida for a wedding.

Tell me about it! Seems to me like it's high time we go back. But perhaps another year.

Anyway. Ryan started off the day in the MOST lovely way by surprising me with a card. {I used to get him a card every single month, but I started feeling bad about it because he felt pressure to get me a card, so I gave up that practice. And then this time he surprised me and got one for ME!}

There may or may not have also been a Twix bar attached, but do you honestly think I'd let that sit around long enough to be photographed????

Ryan had to work, and I was all geared up for a good day of writing. The gears were turning, and I was pumped...and then....

Yeah. Apparently somewhere in our fine state {if you can believe what you read on the internet} someone did some digging without checking for buried cables and cut the fiber optic cable for Brighthouse, cutting out the internet, cable, and phone lines for all the customers of said company.

I know, I know...you're probably thinking "Can't you write without being online?" For a while, yes. But all writing requires research, so after a while, I was just stuck.

As you can imagine, by the time Ryan came home from work and I'd been internet-less for something like six hours, I was nearly unable to breathe.

We went out for dinner, and then we marched our laptops right into Starbucks and set up camp, because I still had to finish the blog for Saturday.

But this adventure did afford us a funny story!

Because we had our laptops to guard, we ordered our coffee separately. Ryan went up first and came back with fresh brew and this ginormous, delectable looking slab of lemon pound cake. I was surprised, because I figured we were both getting lattes and calling it a night, so I asked if he got fresh brew instead, and he said yes.

So I went to get in line {which by this time had gotten pretty long} and ordered fresh brew myself. Came back to the table, all ready for my coffee and pound cake...

Apparently communication is still an area of work for us. LOL!!! I completely thought he got the pound cake to share with me, and ummmmmmmmm.....well......

He offered to go get me my own piece but I truly wasn't hungry enough for a piece of cake {WHAT?!?!?}, so I just laughed and laughed about it.

We stayed until they closed, crash-internetting....

And by the time we got home, the internet was fixed.

We breathe again.

And we still laugh about the cake.

If you see Ryan, you should ask him if he has any lemon cake. :)