Anniversary Bust

Last Friday, May 26, was our 5-year anniversary. I had been looking forward to it for some time, and was excited about finally riding the tram to the top of Sandia Peak and eating at the restaurant there, as we had planned to do on this occassion even before we moved out here.

That, however, was not what happened. I woke up that morning quite sick to my stomach. The money spent on our non-refundable tram tickets was lost. Chris spent his entire free day off work caring for Eliana. I spent the day going back and forth between my bed and the bathroom. Here's a formula for all you math people out there:

Massive pregnant belly + violent heaving = State of Misery

I lost four pounds that day. It was far from the fifth anniversary I had in mind.

I'm happy to report that I feel much, much better now and that Chris and I have plans to try again tonight. We won't have the whole day together like we would have had last week, but we plan to ride the tram and have dinner atop the mountain. Today is another beautiful day, and I'm really looking forward to our date night.

Happy anniversary, my love!