As I told you earlier, John and I had our 2 year anniversary on Tuesday. His fabulous mother and step father got us a gift certificate for Bayou on Bay, so that we could go out to dinner. Well, we both started Weight Watchers 2 weeks ago, and we debated whether or not we should go, but we ultimately decided that for one night we could eat fried food and drink and enjoy each others company. I got dressed up in a skirt I haven't been able to fit into for over a year, and I did my hair, and I put on makeup, and he told me I was stunning, and it was lovely. I even got to wear my Hot Librarian shoes that I never get to wear:
Here is me, having a good time at Bayou:
And here is John:
Our favorite waitress took this of us:
So, after that night, you'd think that I'd be having a great day the next day, right? Yeah, I thought so too. Not so much. I don't know what was wrong with me. My brains were funny, as Katy would say. Every time I tried to leave the house, I'd have a panic attack, and would end up sweating and shaking in my car. So, I canned. I did my homework and did my reading, and then I dragged all the applesauce and apple butter and blackberry jam that I had made previously out of my freezer, and I set to canning.
Looks like an army of apple products.
The view of my cluttered counter in my messy lacking counter space kitchen.
Jars of jam with apple butter behind them. Tasty looking, yes no?
*Sigh*
It is time for me to go back to work. My break is up. I will be here a little late today, as I'm staying for Katy so she can become an Advocate at the Domestic Violence and Sexual Assult Services here in Bellingham. I'm so proud of her!
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