So Tuesday is our two year anniversary. Two years ago we were standing in the Nassau, Bahamas airport with Fat Joe (serious) taking pics and enjoying our last days as singletons. So of course we have to celebrate all week. Last night, I surprised my husband with a home-cooked dinner (his favorite: lamb) and truffles. Tuesday, we're going to our favorite French bistro and Wednesday, we're going to the theater. But tomorrow night's plan trumps all of these events.
Tomorrow, we will be going to see Anvil. You see it all started a couple weeks at work, when someone sent out an email with Anvil tickets. I Googled the name and found it was a delightful play about following one's dream. Lovely, I thought as I bid on the tickets. I was ecstatic to win just seconds later and bragged to my whole group at work. That's when I found out the Anvil the tickets were these guys: I was far too embarrassed to admit my mistake so I took the tickets and tomorrow evening, we will be moshing with other fellow rockers.
Tomorrow, we will be going to see Anvil. You see it all started a couple weeks at work, when someone sent out an email with Anvil tickets. I Googled the name and found it was a delightful play about following one's dream. Lovely, I thought as I bid on the tickets. I was ecstatic to win just seconds later and bragged to my whole group at work. That's when I found out the Anvil the tickets were these guys: I was far too embarrassed to admit my mistake so I took the tickets and tomorrow evening, we will be moshing with other fellow rockers.
Rock on (is that what one says at these events)?
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