Valentine's Day is Gab's Birthday. His 25th this year! He's such a handsome 25 year old man. It's funny to think that one day I'll look at these pictures and totally trip out at how young we were.
Since his birthday was a Friday, we both worked. When Gab got home from work he had to finish writing a paper that was due at midnight. So it wasn't until 9:00 that we ventured out into the world. We went to Rigatti's (best pizza in town) and picked up a medium half pepperoni (Gab's) and half chicken bacon ranch (mine) and a root beer. Then we drove up to the water tower overlooking the city, set up some blankets and sat down to eat pizza. Well Gab more like scarfed his. Apparently working and schooling all day makes a birthday boy very hungry.
When we were done eating I asked him if he wanted to open his present that he had been asking for since midnight. So he opened the box and inside found a Hawaiian shirt. "Oh cool!", he says. I waited as long as I could before saying, "there's something in the pocket". He pulled out a piece of paper; it was an email confirmation saying, "congratulations! your cruise is booked!". He was very surprised so it was well worth all the trouble of booking it. We (Mike and I) were trying to buy them before his birthday but wanted to get a really good deal. Also, Gab wanted to plan a Moab trip for Spring Break so he texted a bunch of friends trying to plan it and we had to call everyone and tell them that it wasn't really going to happen.
Happy Birthday my Schmab. I'm so excited about the direction our lives are headed! I love you.
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