After returning from our trip to Florida, our summer went into overdrive and before we knew it, August was just around the corner.  Being that our anniversary falls on the first day of the month, it sneaks up on us at the time of summer when we both just want to stay home.  So when Trey said he wanted to go on an overnight like we have managed to pull off for 19 of the last 20 years, I sighed.  Really?  Can we just go to dinner in town?  I could tell by his response that this was important to him and needed to be equally as important to me.  

Leavenworth is a place that we both love and as Ben and I passed through there on our way to Wenatchee the previous week, I was reminded of how much I have missed visiting there.  I also noticed a sign for one of the local river rafting companies and knew that would speak to my adventurous husband's heart.  I'm not really a rapids kind of gal but I figured why not?  I'm certainly not getting any younger--and how many people die on a rafting trip in eastern Washington?  After counting out the anniversary coin jar and a monetary gift from our parents and finding someone to stay overnight with the kids, I made the reservations for the white water rafting trip and a room at The Alpen Rose Inn.  Trey had a conference call at 10 a.m. that day so we got in the car at 5:30 a.m, yes A.M, to get on the other side of the pass where he would have cell reception.  I shopped around while he did his business from the back seat of the minivan.  Afterwards, we found River Riders and enjoyed an amazing chicken barbecue lunch and met some great peeps that would soon join us for our big adventure. The website neglected to mention that by August, the river is so low that what should be a Class 3-4 rafting experience was really more of a nice, long float trip down the Wenatchee River.  We had a great guide, fun boat mates and the weather was perfect.  A good way to "get my feet wet."  No pun intended.  After checking into the B & B and showering, I really wanted to go to our favorite drive-in burger place but Trey just couldn't accept that as our anniversary dinner.  So we compromised and went to a nice place for mojitos which was perfect followed by a greasy burger and fries at The Heidelburger.  It was a perfect celebration.  Maybe we'll get fancy for the 25th but somehow I doubt it.  And what was my anniversary gift this year?  A new set of tires for the minivan.  Practical always seems to trump romantic.  But I wouldn't have it any other way.