2 years down, eternity to go...

When I went home for lunch after writing the following, my astute and more date-oriented husband asked me if I had written about our wedding anniversary yesterday. Lost in my soliloquoy about fall and Halloween, I admitted that I had neglected to do that. So, here are the details of our second wedding anniversary.

David had school, but got work off so we could go do something in the evening. I went to work, because that's what I do now, and I ran to go get David his anniversary present before I headed home. The traditional second anniversary present is cotton, which seems like an incredibly boring gift (ie, "Happy anniversary, have some hand towels!" "Happy anniversary, here are some pocket handkerchiefs!" etc.) But David got creative. He thought of cotton in a more abstract way, like a "cotton-tail;" that's right, he got me a baby rabbit for our second anniversary. Her name is Elsa, and she's a gray Dwarf bunny. David has developed a recent love of wacky socks, so I got him four pairs of patterned socks -- three darker pairs that he could wear to work, and a pair of bright, printed Halloween socks, because Halloween is his favorite holiday.

After giving each other our respective presents (and playing with my present for a while), we went out to eat at the Training Table. We go there every year on our anniversary because it's where we had our first meal together as a married couple. After taking pictures with us around the temple following our wedding, my mom handed us $20 and said, "Go find some food; you're going to need it." And we picked Training Table. After dinner we went and got some supplies for the bunny. I think her previous owners fed her only pellets; she devoured about a cup of fresh vegetables yesterday. She's still very tentative about life; curious, but cautious. She bounds around our bedroom, pooping every few seconds/feet, stopping to get a few more bites to eat to give her a few more minutes of energy. The cats haven't seen her out of her cage yet. She's in our bedroom and we keep the door closed, which the cats don't like because they love to go lay on the bed. After I put her in her cage for the night, I let the cats come in to just look at her in her cage for a few seconds. I didn't let them in for very long, though, because rabbits are easily frightened; I didn't want Elsa to have a heart attack from the sight of the cats. So far she likes David the best, but that's probably because he's the one that brought her home and set up her cage. And he did fall asleep on our bedroom floor for about three hours while she ran around the room. I'm pretty tired; I might consider doing that myself when I get home from work.

So that was our second anniversary celebration: socks, a rabbit, and the Training Table. Here's to many future anniversaries!