Happy anniversary, baby

Had a nice wedding anniversary with Emily, despite the weather that forced us to change our plans. We did get down to Fort Wayne for some shopping, and headed back just as the snow was starting -- I'd guess there's five or six inches on the ground now, blowing into drifts.

I made breakfast, and we both made supper: her the prime rib, me fried potatoes and peas. Wonderful meal, and we didn't have to go out on these roads for it. Maybe this day was the perfect example of for better or worse?