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One year down...

This weekend, Wyatt and I celebrated our one year wedding anniversary.  YES, it's already been a year.  It feels pretty unbelievable, I know.  In the midst of our hectic schedules and family in town, we managed to get away for just one night, to San Diego.  One year down, forever to go...

"...Oh I can't believe I finally found you baby
Happy ever after, after all this time
Oh there's gonna be some ups and downs
but with you to wrap my arms around
I'm fine
So baby, hold on tight
Don't let go
Hold onto the love we're making
Cause baby when the ground starts shakin
You gotta know when you've got a good thing
You know you keep on bringin' out the best in me
And I need you now even more than the air I breathe
You can make me laugh when I wanna cry
This will last forever I just know, I know..."


~Lady Antebellum

Before check-in, we decided to walk down the street to Petco Park.

Love, love, LOVE Downtown San Diego.


Some man insisted we take a picture in front of "Mr. Padre".  So we did.



After dinner at Top Chef contestant, Brian Malarkey's restaurant, Searsucker.  MmmmMmmm...GOOD!  Check it out:  http://www.searsucker.com/

Dessert at the hotel.  Strawberry caramel cheesecake.

Complimentary breakfast because our check-in process was such a mess! :)  Free?  We'll take it!

Quick stop at Target.  :P  Had to take a pic of all the people who attempted to take carts past their limits and abandoned them there.  Believe it or not, but when we left Target, there were double the amount of carts shown below!  INSANE!

Later that night, we went to my parents' house, where we took a bite out of the first layer of our wedding cake.  A piece of advice for ya'.  If your cake frosting was once white and is now pink-ish, it's probably not good anymore (but that's just my opinion!).

My hubby claims that the cake was still good.  I say, "A picture is worth a thousand words" and if this picture is any indication of how good this cake was, then it's a good thing we threw it out!

I can't wait to celebrate many more anniversaries with my very best friend (minus the old cake!).

God Bless,
Kat

Comments

  1. lol maybe the cake would have been good for the one month. =)

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  2. haha. wyatt wasn't sure if it was good, but wasn't sure if it was bad either...so he just kept eating it. hahaha!

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