A Rose
E met me with a rose at work today. We had planned to meet in the lobby of my office tower before going out for lunch. I told him that I wasn't buying him anything for Valentine's Day. He told me that he couldn't imagine going without giving his girlfriend even a rose on Valentine's Day. So he didn't. I got to pick the restaurant. I tried to find a Thai restaurant I wanted to visited before work but couldn't. When I asked a coworker for help, she suggested an Indian restaurant. E and I looked for it but couldn't find it, so we ate a pizza place. We grabbed ice cream at Cold Stone Creamery afterward--Mud Pie Mojo. We shared the pint while walking back to my building during which his black leather coat faced peril in each of my messy, melting spoonfuls. :-) Only afterward did I realize that it was kind of cool that our first date specifically included visiting Cold Stone Creamery since I had never been there before, but E is quick to point out that we had planned that day (giving blood, ice cream, rollerblading, and watching a movie at his apartment in Northfield) even before we started dating.