happy live-in anniversary to us

In a couple days, Kevin and I will have lived together for a whole year! It’s been a good year, a fun, sometimes trying, sometimes amazing year. And I wouldn’t change any of it. We had no idea what we were getting into when we moved in together last summer – and I really had no idea, because I’d never lived with a mate before.  A year later, we have a happy little life together.

It doesn’t go unnoticed that we both just battled a horrendous a 36-hour illness, back to back, which turned our little house into a sick den for half a week. And we took such good, loving care of each other during our respective afflictions that the sick one did not want for anything while the well one puttered around the house trying to make everything easier and more comfortable. And that, above all the lovely date nights, walks through the park, movies watched and breakfasts cooked we’ve enjoyed together in the last year, is how you know you really love someone – you’ll stand by them even when they’re bent over the commode.

Kevin, because he is a thoughtful darling, bought me a present for this occasion – it’s a book called The Baker’s Trade, which his best friend Dave, a pastry chef and critically acclaimed restaurant owner, recommended to me when he heard I was planning to open a bakery. A few weeks ago, Dave said this is a must-read book, but when I saw the price tag (the book is out of print and now costs a fortune as far as some pieces of paper bound together with a glossy cover go), I put it out of my mind. And what was waiting for me in our living room this morning? But my very own copy.

Thanks, Kev. I’m so excited to own this book and I love you very much. Happy Anniversary, dear! Yay us.