Fifteen years ago today, I married my best friend in an intimate little ceremony near the cash register at Turtle Bread. That year we honeymooned in North Carolina, and bought a house there for good measure.
Four years later, we celebrated our anniversary on the Eiffel Tower, and ate chocolate waffles.
The next year, we owned a store, and celebrated our anniversary dining on fried chicken from the gas station.
Last year, for the fourteenth anniversary, we sat by the creek and dined at L'Auberge in Sedona, AZ.
This year, we had Chipotle and cake from DQ.
I'm thinking the years with the fours in them are a little fancier than the fives, don't you?