Wandering Aimlessly

I promise there won't be a daily countdown, but the wedding is a year from yesterday. To celebrate our negative-first anniversary, Steve surprised me at work (a feat, considering I work at four different offices) with flowers, which prompted my boss (who, on about a once-in-a-month chance, happened to also be in my office with me) to let me leave early with him.

We went to dinner at Flemmings, an amaaaaaazing steak house, where we started the meal with a fresh mozzarella and tomato salad. We both ordered filet mignon, which was rubbed in a dry, ground mushroom... rub? (And I hate mushrooms, but this was delicious! Didn't taste at all mushroomy.) And Gorgonzola cream sauce on the side. It came with asparagus spears and we had a side of garlic and butter mashed potatoes. For dessert, we topped it off with chocolate lava cake with "homemade" vanilla ice cream in a cookie boat and a side of chantilly whipped cream.

Oh. My. God.

That was possibly the best meal I have eaten in all my life.

Restaurant staff kept coming by to wish us a happy anniversary, and I couldn't help but giggle each time.

My contribution to the "anniversary" was finally giving Steve his Man Ring. He's commented to me so many times that he wishes there was a male equivalent of an engagement ring, so I got him one. We ended up having to go back and exchange it for a smaller size, but I think he's very happy with it now. It's adorable.