Our Antie-Versary, 2011 Edition

On Jan. 12th, we celebrated our tenth wedding anniversary! Wow, ten whole years! Time flies when you're having fun. I got this card for Ben - I thought it was funny:

Wanna take a walk down memory lane? Here are a few of our wedding pics:

I think I make a really stupid "serious face." It's an issue for me.

I borrowed my friend's dress and veil for my wedding. I loved them. We cleaned them afterwards and got them packed into this nice preservation box - one hundred dollah, total. That's the way to go, seriously.

I got acrylic nails for the very first (and last) time before these bridal pictures. They drove me nuts. I mean, I liked to tap them on my desk at work and stuff, but when it came to practical things, like typing and writing, etc., they were a pain in the butt.

We realized like ten minutes before our photo shoot that I didn't have any flowers for it, so we went to Alby's and got some cheesy red roses. Duh.

That stupid piece of hair. I should have tucked it back. I think I thought it looked cool. If only I could airbrush that errant hair out... It's distracting.

Fast-forward ten years....

Ben gave me flowers on our anniversary proper:

Those suckers lasted for like three weeks! Very impressive.

I'm guessing they're some kind of mums?

They smelled wonderful. Oh, how I love flowers. They really brighten up your day. These actually are the colors I always wanted for my wedding - lilac and yellow. My mom felt like those colors didn't work for a winter wedding, so I acquiesced and did navy blue and burgandy, which turned out just fine. It's funny how things change. If I was getting married now, I'd do something really bright, like orange and lime green or something. Seriously. I love bright colors.

A couple of weekends after our actual anniversary, we were able to celebrate. We went to dinner at Texas Roadhouse (their salad is to die for), and then we went to True Grit, which I talked about a couple of posts ago. Then we went to our new favorite haunt, The Cutthroat Inn!!

We went there last year - so much fun. So cozy and solitary. And a little outdated, but in the cutest possible way. We had a sweet selection of VHS movies to watch on the one-by-one foot-screen TV - we chose the critically acclaimed Joe Dirt. :) What a dumb show. Seriously. And then we went to sleep.

The next morning, we ate breakfast in the main cabin, with those amazing belgian waffles and homemade buttermilk syrup. Yummy. We were chatting with the lady who owns the inn, and she was telling us that, so many times, when she goes to clean up the cabins after the patrons leave, both beds will be unmade, because the husband and wife prefer their own beds. We chuckled nervously - we laid in the bed in front of the TV to watch Joe Dirt, but then we realized that it was warmer and more comfortable in the other bed, which is by the pot-bellied stove. So we moved to that bed to sleep. So both beds were unmade. :)

Me, in front of our cabin (it was really bright outside):

The two of us:

The cabins surround this pond, and there are these ducks stay at the pond all year long, instead of flying south for the winter. The innkeepers turn the pond fountain upside-down into the water during the winter to keep it from freezing over, and the fish in the pond remain active and swimming down there all winter long, too. These ducks are a crackup. They followed Ben and I all around, quacking loudly. They were soooo adorable. They were our entourage while we walked to the breakfast cabin, and they escorted us back to our own cabin after we ate:

There are three girls and a boy. The lady said that a hawk took one of the boys like a week before, eating him underneath her truck. Sad. They really quite literally are "sitting ducks" in that pond. She says the hawk hangs out by the pond all the time, just biding his time. Evil.

The poor boy duck. (Mallard?) If he gets too close to the girl ducks, they chase him away:

No boys allowed. Poor dude.

Anyways, I soooooo wanted to go somewhere warm, for like a week, to celebrate this ten-year milestone, but life gets in the way. This breaks, that breaks, etc. etc. It's like that little montage at the beginning of Up. Someday we'll be able to go on trips. For now, I'm okay watching Joe Dirt in a cabin. :)