Matt and I are celebrating six years today. Last night we thought it would be fun to go to dinner to celebrate and have a nice romantic evening. As it turns out, we decided to go to dinner with Blake instead.
Here is the night broken down in ratios.
1. 1/3 of us couldn't find his quiet voice to use during dinner (or any other time for that matter.)
2. 2/3 of us needed new outfits by the time dinner was over. You can see why Blake needed a new shirt. I won't show you my pants, but let's just say that a tall glass of ice water found itself in my lap early on in the meal.
3. 3/3 of use enjoyed some good dancing on the ride home.