It was great.

I didn’t take any pictures.

I wore a skinny tie.

Beth wore her flirty Red dress.

We ate outside under the globe lights that Beth Hung from the tree.

I was disappointed with the food, except for the bread.

I gave a toast to the best 7 years of my life.

The best 7 years of my life wrote me a very sweet poem.

The soup was pretty good too.

Lots of candles, a chandelier and near perfect weather greeted us.

Beth looked amazing.

I wore a too big fedora.

I should have taken pictures.

It was magical.