For our 8th anniversary HH and I had an overnight date in Seattle. Grandma N came and stayed with the kids. Everyone survived (I was worried for Grandma).
HH left early the next morning, and I went down to the gym, got cleaned up, and walked back down to Pike's Place to get goodies for the kids and flowers for my Mom. I should have taken a picture of the bouquet, it was so so so gorgeous. All white, with peonies and some other bell-shaped flowers that looked like paper. And if you don't already know, there is nothing that can make you feel better than walking around with a bouquet. Even if you are carrying around a duffle bag and are riding a public bus because your husband took the jeep to work. People will stop to tell you how gorgeous it is, and it's really just a lift to the spirits. I felt very elegant. The bus ride was fun too. Uneventful.
It was possibly our most fun anniversary, and I loved getting to spend one-on-one time with my man. So glad I married him! (and a special thank you to Grandma N, for making it all possible! Wouldn't have been the same with three kids in tow!).