Mr. Sweetie and I celebrated our 23rd wedding anniversary this past weekend. Yes, I was 5 when we got married.
Anyway. Mr. Sweetie spirited me away to the historic river town of Red Wing. We spent the night in an 1877 bed & breakfast, and we spent Saturday driving down the river visiting studios and galleries in the artistic small towns on the Wisconsin side of the river.
We ate in very nice restaurants, we spend lovely time together, we went to a concert by the Boys of the Lough. We were gone for about 30 hours, went only about an hour away from home, and it felt like we'd been gone for a week.
See, even when I was 5, I knew the right man to marry!