Yesterday was our four-year wedding anniversary - hooray! We don't really go for the more traditional anniversary events - year one was the tatoo anniversary, followed by schnitzel, then donuts last year. This year started out as the sushi anniversary, but was quickly redubbed the scotch and soda anniversary after a trip to a nearby bar. oof. We also avoid the whole concept of "anniversary photos" like the plague. But it seems like something a little cheesy is in order, so here's a photo of us on a gorgeous australian beach.
Given the fact that it is still ass-cold in berlin, this photo is more than a little heart-wrenching.
In other news, I was in Denver last week, hanging out with my brother and his family. Fun times all around, in particular since the last time I saw our nephew Jack, he was just a little fleshy bundle who didn't do much besides drink formula and sleep. He was much more interactive this time and we partied pretty hard. In a well-intentioned attempt to introduce him to some Australian traditions, I decided to do my best imitation of an authentic meat pie. Because we Stools do love our meat pies. Exhibit A:
Jack was not quite so excited:Consider my spastic giggling in the background an added bonus.
4 comments:
I ALWAYS consider your spastic giggling an added bonus.
congrats mates...
thanks pierre.
and thanks douglas, for the sweet words about my giggle. I don't really even notice it anymore. but man, when i hear it on a recording, i realize just lucky all of you guys are to hear that all of the time.
I should finally mention that Jack loved the beached kiwi whale movies from the previous post.
but he definitely doesn't like plinkton.
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