Yesterday was the best wedding anniversary that we have had. Shocker, since the first one we built a table/counter (very romantic, James), and the second one we got stuck in so much snow we ended up celebrating at Ihop ("F-U-L-L-Ihop." That's for you, Aria).
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My beloved sister, Valerie, watched Mason that night while James and I went off to paint the town red. First we porked at McGrath's Fish House since I have been craving fish. Then we zipped over the the theater for the movie, "Bed Time Stories."

When we pulled up, James informed me that he had to use the bathroom VERY badly, so I parked while he did his business, with a plan to separately buy tickets and meet in the theater. I sauntered in and found a pleasant little seat near the front of the room. After a couple movie trailers, a movie clip from "Yes Man" came on. I don't know if it truly was funny, or if I was already in a winner of a mood, but I roared with laughter! I didn't care that I was currently alone, I was enjoying myself! After a couple of minutes, it dawned on me that maybe I wasn't in the right room after all. I quickly stood up and left. I'm sure the other five people watching the show thought I was a loon. Some weird girl who was laughing whole heartedly abruptly stood up and left. "Bedtime Stories" made me laugh, too. Just not as loud. And I wasn't by myself. I had James to cozy up to.