sexybeast

Yesterday was our Wedding Anniversary. We had our roommate watch our kid for us while we enjoyed our anniversary. We had a steak dinner on a Dora table in our room. We don't normally have a Dora table, but I stole one from a little girl. We had two bottles of wine. Right in the middle of our dinner our roommate got home with the kids and the first thing our kid did was come knock on our door, it was annoying. We told him hi and not to bother us during our romantic diner. So, we thought we were good, we had a babysitter. After dinner, we're enjoying our second bottle of wine, all of our clothes off in an awkard, fun position and there's a knock on the door. We turn off the music. It's our sweet kid, telling us good night. Without opening the door, we tell him good night and there goes the mood.

Geez... kids. Our night wasn't messed up, but that was just frustrating. We're beginning our fifth year now, it'll be good... It'll be interesting, having a twelve year old.

Next Saturday, I have time to myself. I'm not sure what to do. I'm going out or something atleast for a few hours.