The 6th marked the 4 year anniversary of Will and I’s first date. We skipped all the fanfare this year – mainly because it’s so hard to free up time nowadays, but also because we’d agreed long in advance that we’d rather spend the time we could spare watching Spider-Man on its opening day. He’s a comic book fan and I like blockbuster movies, so there you go!
I’m anything but a romantic (except for perhaps, say, covered in sauce), but I am a huge fan of the little moments.
One time I was at Will’s place cooling down with those little portion-sized cartons of chocolate milk. Of course I stupidly ended up dripping some on his sheets.
“Whoops, sorry honey I’ll clean it up.”
*Will turns and feigns anger* “What are you doing?! I don’t go around pouring chocolate milk all over your bed!”
At which point the laughter exploded in a spray of sweet, delicous chocolate, through my nose and all over his bed.
That moment will stick with me for a long time. Not just because I’d never filled my nose with chocolate milk before (or anything else that shouldn’t be in there for that matter) but because I just felt so delighted.
There are so many moments that even after I’ve forgotten what we were doing or talking about I remember the delight. You know delight, the kind of happiness that makes you shimmy your shoulders. Humans don’t often delight me, but he does.
Love, laughter and friendship, now that’s what I’m talking about. So here’s to another year!
[Edit] How bad am I! I forgot to say 
We had a special visitor as well. While we were getting coffee in the afternoon a little bird (some kind of white-eye?) flew over, hopped around the table and chairs, chirped a bit, and flew off. You don’t usually find birds that will dare to come right up to you over here, we don’t have any evil pigeon/seagull flocks. I like to think the little fellow wished us a happy anniversary.