Earlier this month, J and I had our seventh anniversary. I have no idea what you’re supposed to get for your seventh anniversary, but I am CERTAIN we did not get that thing.* We did get nice seafood dinner, ice cream, and a movie, all relatively near our actual anniversary (which we only occasionally spend together because The Navy.)

I really don’t have much else to say about it, except that it occurred to me that we should have a photo or something to document it. Bear in mind we’re both EXHAUSTED in these photos, but still. I have them. That’s worth something, right?

I’ll just leave these here…

Yep. Still got it. Just not sure what “it” is…

*OOOH a FOOTNOTE. According to Google (which is my source of information for ALL THINGS, traditionally year seven is wool or copper and the modern thing is a desk set. HEY. I did NOT get my woolen-cooper-desk set!