Four Years

Our anniversary lends itself to an exciting and fun date night every year. No problem here with finding things to do! This year we went to Outback Steakhouse (yum . . . we went there on our honeymoon, and as my self-proclaimed fiscally conservative and student husband paid the bill, he said, "We won't be back here for another 50 years! I hope you enjoyed your meal." Well, good news. We somehow managed to make it back in four years.)

We left the restaurant just in time to head downtown and see the fireworks. We missed half the show while looking for a parking spot--but the noise was impressive! And by the time we were close enough to see, we still had 15-minutes of explosives to enjoy. That was just enough time for my fingers and toes, standing in the 8 degree chill. Which, by the way, was 30 degrees warmer than last year's fireworks show, so we picked a good year to stand in the cold.

As a side note, Fourth of July in Anchorage has a few fireworks--but not too many, considering you have to wait until at least midnight for dusk to fall. So this town saves the big show for New Year's Eve. Plenty of darkness at that time of year! And just to appease the freezing cold spectators, they shoot them off at 8 pm Alaska time, as the ball drops in Times Square on the East coast.

Some friends of our were nice enough to convince us that David would be just another noisemaker added to their New Year's Eve. Thank you, thank you!