Picnic on the Living Room Floor

My partner and I had planned a picnic at the park for our anniversary. It rained. Hard.

So we spread the plaid blanket on the living room floor, put the basket in the middle and opened every window to hear the rain. We ate cold chicken, grapes and a slightly squashed chocolate cake with our fingers. We played the songs from our first road trip on a little speaker.

Halfway through, the cat walked across the blanket, sat down on the cake box and refused to move. We laughed for a full five minutes.

It's been our anniversary tradition ever since, rain or shine: the living room picnic. Sometimes the best plans are the ones the weather makes for you.