MESSAGES IN A BOTTLE

Today was Mr.'s last day at home and our last day together. The day began with a UPS courier picking up 9 carton boxes that contain Mr.'s life. My parents came over for coffee around 11am. Then Mr. set up Time Machine on my computer using my new and pretty LaCie by Starck hard drive as back up. My MacBook had become extremely slow as a result of running out of space. It was bothering Mr. more than me, and I guess this was something he wanted to take care of before leaving. While time machine was running we went to town to run a few last errands. We then had a wonderful late lunch in the peaceful courtyard of Grand Hotel Karel V's brasserie Goeie Louisa. This is were we spend our wedding night and celebrated our 2nd anniversary last April 18th. A memorable place, to say the least. The homemade 'bitterballen' came with violet musterd. I've never seen or tasted that kind of musterd before and I will find out what it exactly was. Mr. had his best burger ever in NL, ironically the day before he goes back to the US. This was not the kind of burger he'll have over there though: the brasserie shares the kitchen with the Michelin star Karel V restaurant, so imagine that burger... When we came home we decided to read the 'messages in a bottle'. This bottle contained personal messages from our dear group of friends we met almost 10 years ago when studying at UF. Each couple that marries, receives such a bottle on their wedding day. The bottle is meant to be opened on the couple's 12,5th wedding anniversary. Since it is clear we are not going to make that, we decided to open the bottle after 2 years and almost 4 months. The messages were sweet. They did not make us cry, they did make us smile and think about good times. Thanks gators!  


And then we held, talked, laughed, cried (me) and went to sleep.