when you get married four days after christmas your anniversary is forever cemented to christmas. last year we were visiting family and felt like it would have been rude to have celebrated. so we didn’t. we kept promising to throughout 2008 but we didn’t. we learned from our mistake and even though we were visiting family again, we snuck away for a night to celebrate our second anniversary (much to the dismay of my little sister).
we booked a fancy resort in scottsdale and my dad booked us an even fancier car. for some reason i thought we were going to gainey ranch, which i knew well. we were actually headed to mccormick ranch – which easily dazzled us! christian drooled over the golf course and flat screen tv. the room was amazing. we had planned to eat our take out dinners and began searching for a microwave… we quickly realized that fancy hotels, while offering in room mini fridges, do not include microwaves in their detail.
with no other alternatives we ate our cold steaks… with our hands as we watched the sound of music. to redeem our ghetto-ness i took christian for a drive through old town scottsdale and then we shared a banana split at the sugar bowl.
in the morning we were true hoighty-toighties, checking out racquets to play tennis in our pajamas. and by play, i mean, i blasted at least three balls over the fence. we ended our stay with a dip in the heated pool. i think our third year of marriage can only get better… right? i mean, at least we have a microwave!!