Mike and I woke up around 6am (because that's when Drill Instructor Noah makes us) and decided to get an early start on moving. So as we headed over to Uhaul all of a sudden Mike taps me on the arm and says "Hey, Happy Anniversary!". I forgot. I can't believe I forgot. I mean it's not like I didn't know when it was, it just never entered my mind that morning. I forgot, and Mike remembered. How great is that? I thought it was wonderful. Here is one of my favorite pictures of us to date. The resolution is bad and the color is terrible but it will always be the best. It was our first "dance". We were in the surf, the sun was setting and the breeze was full of ocean air. Awesome.
