On Adam’s birthday,May 15, Adam had the day off and so we went all around town doing whatever he wanted. Of course golf was included on his list of wants for the day, so off to Spyglass we went. I really enjoyed sitting back, watching my man play golf, and playing (or at least trying) to play with him on his favorite course in the world. It was beautiful, and as usually the wind was blowing , the air was ocean fresh, and families of deer came to spectate as we went from hole to hole.

Typical.

Since Adam and I started dating in our early college days I of course created an anniversary for us on the day he “officially asked me out”. It went something like this  according to me.

Adam: “I’m going to date you someday.”

Me: “Oh really..you are huh? We’ll see about that… “

Adam: “Oh really we’ll see? Why don’t we start dating now?”

Me: “Are you officially asking me to be your girlfriend right now?”

Adam: “I don’t know am I? What would you say?”

Me: “Well…I guess…yes…”

Then I walked over to my calendar, phone still in hand with a big grin on my face and I wrote on my calendar: Adam & Monika’s anniversary.

Here we are seven years later, married for two.

Happy “anniversary” love!

Adam loves ketchup. He loves all sauces. Finally after two years I have realized that sauces make him smile and in a lot of ways each flavorful bottle big or small, is a key to his saucy heart. We walked the beach this morning with Adam’s Dad, my father in love, and we picked up breakfast burritos on the way. When we got to the beach Adam took out this little bottle of ketchup and stated he had stored this in the warmth of his pants pocket JUST IN CASE I forgot to ask our favorite breakfast burrito diner for ketchup, or WHAT IF they forgot even if I requested the small pillows of ketchupy love. He came prepared.

We all have these weird (I mean cute) little qualities in us that make us unique and that make us smile in such simple ways. Thank you ketchup for making life good for my husband, which means it makes life good for me.