7 years ago, hubby (back then he was BF) asked me if I wanted to move with him. I love that period of our life, he was staying near Bucharest in the University’s dorm-rooms and I was clandestine, the doorman knew, but she didn’t care. We were both in the last year of the University.
We started our life together having part-time jobs while doing research for the graduation thesis and studding for the final exams. We didn’t care it was cold, we didn’t mind we had to wait even 1 hour for a crowded bus, eating unhealthy food… but we had the youth on our side to helps us get over any difficulty.
My husband had a strange room mate. That guy was talking about his wife and his 3 children, subspace, Jews, and his plans regarding selling some subspace… but it was fun and he was often away. The neighbours from the next room were fun too. We went from time to time to a game room and played Counter Strike with them. One of the neighbours was very upset every time we went because I was the one who “killed” him most of the time.
That was in the past, but I remember with such a joy and warm feeling inside. Now we are living in another country, many things happened in these 7 years, but I’m glad he asked and I’m glad I said “yes”. So…yesterday we celebrated 7 years eating a heart-shaped cake and, by night, going to a restaurant for belly dancing.
I had a perfect garlic mushrooms dish. I love them and hubby loved them too, he said he will get this dish next time. After that dish, I enjoyed stuffed mushrooms and grilled halloumi. Hubby got his usual lamb kebab with tahini sauce. He managed to convince me to split a desert (even if I’m on a diet and I already ate cake), but I loved the chocolate cake..
I enjoyed very much the dance while hubby took pictures, as usual. I’m considering taking some belly dancing classes, even if I’m not so found of that music.
P.S. I am a celebrating enthusiast, have lots of things we celebrate and we always do. If I remember the day of … (when one of many things that happened in our lives)… why not celebrate it? Celebrations mean… cake, a special day and a special dinner, presents (depending of the reason we are celebrating) and having fun. My dear readers… be prepared for many celebrations 🙂