Aaron and I celebrated our 15th anniversary on May 18th. I fortuitously (and typically) got sick on that very day and have been sick and/or extremely busy ever since so I’m only just getting to the report.
Leaving our kind friends to hold down the fort for us overnight (thank you Cindi, Jill, Amy Carolyn…and anyone else I’m forgetting-as you can tell it takes a village to wrangle four kids during soccer season) we made our escape.
We went to Columbus which is only 2 hours drive away and spent the early afternoon at the Columbus temple doing sealings.  It was about as close as one can get to “renewing” our vows and a very cool way to remember our own sealing 15 years earlier at pretty much the same time.


The we went to German Village which is located right in the middle of downtown Columbus but once there you completely forget that. It’s like stepping back in time or finding yourself in another country. All the streets are cobble-stoned or brick paved. All the houses are brick with little wrought iron fences and incredibly beautiful little gardens. It is spotless and just overflowing with character. I totally want to live there.  (Warning: the rest of this post is probably going to sound like a series of paid endorsements-not so. I was just really, really impressed). Almost all of these photos were straight out of my camera..it really is this vivid and lush.
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We stayed at this gorgeous and very chic Bed and Breakfast which was amazing. Here’s the  best we could capture in terms of a self portrait in the giant mirror (which really was very clean despite it’s blurry appearance.)
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Here are some photos of our room, the living area (which we had to ourselves that night-we felt so grown up lazing around in there without our children-isn’t that ironic) and the beautiful gardens. When we arrived we found the kitchen stocked with delicious cookies, tea, juices, cereals, yogurts, granola bars, fresh fruit…and on and on I even discovered a huge box of my beloved ferrer rocher chocolates (I refrained from inhaling them all). One cabinet was thoughtfully filled with all the ingredients for making s’mores. Including the roasting forks. In the morning we found fresh fruit salad and perhaps the most amazing banana bread I’ve ever tasted.  There were books, magazines and movies too. It was pure luxury. I just wish we’d had another night or two to take advantage of all the lovely little amenities.
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     We enjoyed an amazing lunch at one of the many restaurants in the area (everything is within strolling distance and the strolling is so lovely because everything is so quaint and beautiful even the frequent drizzles made it seem more romantic).
That evening we celebrated with a very late (thanks to the wonderful lunch and excessive snacking) tapas dinner at this gorgeous restaurant.  By this point I  was feeling extra-cruddy but no fear! I self-medicated with a few sips of diet coke (blechyuck) and  the caffeine helped me rally enough to eat and enjoy it all. Heaven forbid I miss out on any opportunity for gluttony.
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German village is home to the legendary Book Loft.  32 rooms of books for sale-they just lead into one another like some sort of magical labyrinth…and wow-such amazing deals. I only managed a few of the rooms, much to my despair I had to take to my (very comfortable) bed after that. I want to go back and really browse when I am not sick.
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Another legend is the pastry shop in the area recommended by the owner of the guesthouse. The array of goodies was breathtaking. I took some photos but they turned out yucky behind the glass of the display case, and it would be sacrilege to post them because the creations are so beautiful. I think food art might be the most beautiful art there is.
Here is one photo though, of perhaps the best lemon tart I have ever tasted.
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Some of the flowers we picked on one of our strolls. (They were from a bush that was growing sort of wild along the side of the road-no garden invasion was committed) and they smelled gorgeous.
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Indulgence and pretties aside…it was a delight to spend a whole day and night uninterrupted with my best friend. We have so much fun together and I was surprised that I had such a good time feeling as bad as I did..only with Aaron.  Even stocking up on a wide array of over the counter medications late at night was an entertaining experience and I can’t believe, I honestly cannot that it has been fifteen whole years that this man has put up with me.   In all that time I have never doubted that my happiness was his number one priority and I must say that he has been thoroughly successful in that goal.
And to steal yet another line from one of my all time favourite songs…
Fifteen, I’m all right with you….I’m more then alright with you.  xoxox

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