This year my sweet husband and I are celebrating our 9 year anniversary. The weekend prior, we went to a wonderful dinner at Gina Lee's Asian Bistro (so delicious, very loud and kinda pricey).
The morning of, I awoke to a beautiful wooden box full of indulgent bath goodies...candles, soaps, scrubs and salts, from a little shop called Freesia over in Westwood by Tim's work. I was so excited about this, because as we had driven by that shop a couple weeks before, I had mentioned that it looked like a great boutique. He took note. That's nice. The traditional gift for nine years of blissful marriage is ceramics or leather, so I played on that and found a great leather belt and a couple of ceramic tea mugs/cups that had that rough manly flare. Gummy letters spelled "Happy Anniversary" on top of Tim's computer. He was thrilled with my little offering of love.
That weekend we went to the LACMA (Los Angeles County Museum of Art) for a work sponsored night out (hooray for free perks!) We had delicious food that was all boxed up in pretty yellow cardboard lunch boxes of sorts. I had a Caprese sandwich, fresh fruit, water and a cookie...Tim did the seared Ahi salad. Live jazz music in the North Plaza and a walk through the Museum of Contemporary Art were highlights. We drove through Santa Monica on the way back and shared a little Pinkberry treat. I couldn't have asked for a more wonderful and fun week of anniversary celebration. I look forward to the next nine...and the nine after that...and the nine after that. Big sigh. Big smile. Happiness.
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
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That sounds lovely. (But then again, all your outings sounds "lovely") When I'm reading your posts, it makes me want to jump right in and be a part of it!! :)
Happy Anniversary! You guys obviously have a great relationship. We miss you here. I went in to Dreamy yesterday while walking 101 and had to sigh when I saw all your adorable beanies! Congrats on 9! Love, shar
Happy Anniversary! We just celebrated 11 years. It seems like just yesterday that we were back in highschool making out on his parents couch in the basement. Times flies!
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