68 Months and Counting

Now that I've caught you all up entirely on our vacation, I'll resume normal blog posts. :)

Shortly after we got home from our Midwest Meandering, we celebrated 68 months of marriage. (We had lunch at our Sunday School teacher's house on Sunday, and when his wife asked us how long we had been married, I don't think a month tally was what she expected!)

68 months fell on a normal work day, but we still had fun! :)

Ryan surprised me at lunch by bringing me a donut. That man. He makes me swoon. :)

The official 68th month photo:

After he got home from work, he surprised me by suggesting we get some coffee and go for a walk in the park! YAY!!! It was the perfect night for walking in the park, and the mosquitoes of central Illinois haven't migrated this way yet, so we were bite-free the whole time we were there!

The coffee was delicious, but we have noticed the cups are not as full as they used to be. :(

Here's an outtake for you. I don't even know what's happening here. It doesn't look good.

Take two.

Why yes! Yes he is! Thanks for noticing!

(NO! I did not write that. I just found it.)

The park was beautiful for photo opps:

We took our time walking through, sat on a bench for a while, talked to the ducks (mouthy little critters) and emptied our half-full coffee cups.

It really was a beautiful day. Thanks, Ryan, for fun surprises! And for marrying me 68 months ago!