Ninjas vs. Pirates

On the day of our first wedding anniversary, I got fingerprinted and went to the courthouse to get my criminal background checked. I also filled out lots of paperwork. It was terribly romantic. (In absolutely related news, I have a new job that starts tomorrow taking care of toddlers. Two-year-olds are terrific. Not terrible. Pass it on.)

I wore flats for the fingerprinting, but then Robert and I went out to dinner at our favorite sushi restaurant, which is also the place we had our first date, and I changed into my Ireland shoes. I bought them on our honeymoon, and they are fantastic. Some people buy big wool sweaters in Ireland. I bought crazy pattern-mixed shoes. They are my special occasion shoes, and our first anniversary is a very special occasion.

This is my thrifted Ralph Lauren polka-dot dress. It never fails me. We are going to grow old together. Just like me and my husband. This dress, Robert and I are going to be elderly sitting on a porch rocking in rocking chairs (or out eating sushi).

On our first date, Robert and I had the classic Pirates vs. Ninjas debate. I thought pirates were way more awesome. Robert sided with ninjas. When dinner came, Robert pointed out that the ninjas (sushi) and pirates (the boat) were both represented in our yummy dinner and that was probably a good sign (and I was all like "This dude totally likes me!").

Now, three years later, he's taking pictures of me for my silly blog in my favorite polka-dot dress. Ain't love grand?