One year Anniversary 

On the 27th of May was our 1 year anniversary and I know a lot had happened In the past few days so my mind isn’t 100% registering but that day but I woke up to the coolest gift ever. As you know paper is the gift for one year anniversaries, so next to my bed where my husband sleeps was a copy of “Miss peregrines home for peculiar children”. It can only be him buying me something like that. I’ve been wanting that for a long time and didn’t really expect anything for this anniversary but he’s got stuff planned and I’m just going with the flow. 
Later that evening I got more anxious and my mom had to calm me down and assure me that everything was going to be fine. I was so scared that I was going to ruin everything. So we left past 5pm and were on the road. Guido had to direct me where to drive because I had no idea where we were going to. We landed up going through town and then to a more familiar place but I still wasn’t sure what could be here. It was quite romantic how he explained why he took me to these places. The first place was a beautiful overgrown restaurant. It looked Tuscany from the outside with the brown washed walls and the leaves growing all over it. A fountain lay in the middle of two tall trees that had lights wrapped around them. I felt like I was stepping into another time. The vibe was incredible; old and sophisticated. We had to sit on the balcony where the railings were made from old wooden legs or boxes and wrapped in tree bark. I wasn’t complaining. We had the balcony to ourselves. I wish I felt more myself because then I could have enjoyed it more. But it truly was beautiful. The sun was setting and we had the view of the sky and clouds in front of us. We ordered hot chocolates and a few minutes later we received blankets which we wrapped around our legs because it was so cold. It did the job. We spoke about the one year of being married and reminisced on sweet memories too. It was romantic and I enjoyed being out with him. We haven’t really been out in a while because financially it’s been tough, so this was incredible. 

Then it was time to leave for the second destination and I was getting anxious because I didn’t have a clue where we were going. He said it was down the road but there were only more restaurants down the road. Anyways, we found a parking spot and had to walk quite far in the cold. It was really cold, my coat wasn’t even helping. But he started to smile and then I saw it “Labia Theatre”. I was like oh my word I’ve always wanted to come here. It really got me excited. There was a walk through arch that was filled with chairs and people talking. There was a little cafe in the right hand corner where others were eating. Inside was crowded with such a variety of people. There were old people and young people and hipster people. I even spotted an old man crossed legged, drawing on a page. He kept looking up at some woman who were talking then down he went making lines then he looked up again at the woman and back down he would scribble. He saw me looking and I could see he was a little self conscious. So I didn’t look too much even though I was interested. 

We went to the ticket booth where an old lady with glasses sat and got these cool cardboard tickets that said “Labia screen 3” on it. I thought it was awesome. I just looked at everything and noticed how old everything was – it was like a typical old movie theatre. They even offer shots in your slushy – who does that Lol. I thought it was really funny. Their large popcorns are R20, that’s so cheap. And they have a variety of flavored toppings for the popcorn but I always go for the same: sour cream and chives. When it was time to enter they called us and a grumpy looking woman with a flat hat and short strawy hair grabbed our tickets and tore it in half. That woman landed up being a man. That was also funny. Walked into a longish hallway which smelled of old people and when we walked into the inner room there in front of us was a small screen and a small amount of flower covered chairs. 
We watched “the founder” which was a brilliant yet sad movie of how McDonalds became so famous. I felt so sad for the true owners of McDonald’s and yet I thought that the man that made it a success and took it from them was really sneaky and had great enthusiasm and entrepreneurial skills. He was tenacious no doubt but rude but very good but mean. My thoughts are everywhere on this movie but it was brilliant even if it was a little slow at times. 
Once the movie was over my husband found someones scarf that they had left on the chair beside him. He seemed to have had an idea of whose it was, I on the other hand had no idea and he safely returned it to the woman, who looked at it and called her husband – whose rightful owner it was. We walked back in the cold and this time the floor was damp and the air was wet. We were walking faster this time because we just wanted to get to the car. The car was full of water and cold inside. I immediately put the car on and tried to get it warm so that the heater could be on. And so was our day. We chatted about everything on the way back home. We had a good time together even though I wish I felt better. I’m proud of him for organizing a wonderful Anniversary for us and what might have sounded strange to some was well thought. He said that the restaurant we went to had to do with paper because of money and the vast amount of trees because paper comes from trees. I thought that was smart. And the theatre because the ticket was paper. I thought it was so cute and lovely and wonderful. We had a great one year anniversary celebration and I thank God for the incredible year we had together and to the many more we will have. 

N. A. Valentine 

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