It took 6 Smiths bags to empty that huge box. We will never go hungry again.
After this we had strawberry pancakes for dinner. I didn't have time to take a picture before everyone dived in. But later that evening my mom came over so Mike and I can go out.
*BEFORE You continue with this blog entry take in count that Mike and I are going to wait to go to the temple. We talked and are just not ready to go.*
We got tattoos. We had another plan for our evening but we drove by a new place by our apt and decided to stop in. Here is Mike with his outline of his half of our tattoo. Then it was my turn. Actually I went first but all I did was cringe so I only have silly pictures. But here is Mike with a big smile on him not even flinching. Brave man...Here's Angie's half. Can you tell what it is????When we hold hands it completes a tribal heart. We love it. We're together forever now. Then to dinner at the hospital. No..not cuz of ink poisoning.
This is where we first got together. So we returned back to the scene of the crime. But in all honesty they have some great food for being a hospital.
Mike and I stuffed our face like we always do. I loved their fries so much I got a little crazy.
This was a great Valentines day for us all. The point of the day was to show our love to our loved ones and we feel mission accomplished.
2 comments:
p.s Mason is soo handsome in his glasses! What a cutie!
Aaahhh...needles! You are way braver than I would be. (I'm getting dizzy just thinking about it) Your tats are AWESOME!!! (and romantic...ooo la la!) You two were made for eachother! Loves!
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