We had a Napoleon Dynamite date for our 12th anniversary on Saturday. Takeout tamale's from Pedro's Place, tots toasted in the oven, tetherball at the playground, and a cake building contest.
All this with the kids, because I just haven't seen them enough lately. They loved it. I loved it. Just the fact that Glenn put the thought into it to plan it all out in advance ... that's what I love the most. I don't need fancy. I just need time, and thought.
After we put them to bed, I got my "card."
Ain't no sexy better than funny sexy.
My husband promises he intended this to look more like a Napoleon drawing than the real me. That was effective. Anyway, I laughed my guts out.
Here's to another twelve happy years!