For this edition of Behind the Photos, I'm going back to my first trip to Lyon; the destination of Gregory's and my first wedding anniversary, celebratory getaway in March 2011. I'm hoping that by looking at these photos and reminiscing, I might remember what it feels like to be married, because truthfully, thanks to this extra-long, drawn out, Green Card bupkis, I feel like I'm forgetting.
get my hands on a Gingerbread Latte (when it comes to seasonal Starbucks, I skip the PSL and go Christmas every time).
this badness happened, and thoughts of the restaurant flitted away), but I remember eating there, soaking up the elegant, yet cozy atmosphere, and thinking that I'd love to live in Lyon, and if I did, I'd eat at that restaurant all the time. What kind of person would move to a city based on one restaurant? Probably the same type that picks a holiday destination on whether there's a Starbucks there or not.
And here's cranky pants Gregory. I wish I could remember what his scrunched up, grouchy face was about, but I can't. I can tell you however, that it was most likely because he was tired of walking, or hungry, or I made him go into a shop or something. Those are pretty much the only things that make for cranky pants Gregory (except for having to wait over a year for a Green Card of course).