Happy anniversary, sweetie

adfamiliares and I have been together for fifteen years today. We celebrated with dinner at a fine bistro (a goat cheese and fried onion tart to start, scallops and risotto for her, giant red slab of juicy steak for me, and a chai latté crème brulée that sounded, and was, good enough to make me reconsider on dessert). We made each other laugh a lot. Shortly we'll snuggle on the couch to watch Lost.

Pretty perfect.

Anniversary postscript

Coming home from the restaurant, there were, in the sky, a gibbous moon, a few clouds, and a long contrail, stretching south to north. The contrail cast a shadow on the clouds, a dark stripe across the sky fading in and out of visibility, moving west to east as the clouds moved. I'd never seen such a thing.