A year ago today I wrote about how my husband was at a conference and wouldn't be home. No going somewhere, no dinner out, no special dinner in. Last year on this day I spent my time in the sewing room and in the gardens.
Why is this day so special? It's our anniversary. 28 years. And just like last year, my husband is away and won't be home.
But I did go his way. I spent the afternoon with him watching NASCAR on the TV in his room. (Mostly he slept, I watched.) When they wheeled him away to go have his dinner with the other patients, I drove back to Marsing and had dinner at Alejandra's.
$3.18 bought me two of the tastiest chicken tacos with some chips and salsa. I'm a cheap anniversary date, especially when I'm by myself.