=o) Ahhh to be young and in love...
So I did the "real" date today, even added in parts of our own, all in my new shoes. For all who don't know -- Chase's definition of a REAL date is "Dinner, a movie and dancing."
Mongolian, putt-putt golfing (Rob played really bad and I played really good and we tied), arcade games, dancing in his driveway and a rented movie.
Now it's 2:15am and I'm still full from dinner. And my purse smells like root beer from when Rob somehow flinged me off the couch and I hit the table and spilled pop and was laughing uncontrollably.
Ah man, I miss this stuff so much when he's gone, it's really nice to savor when he's home. So yes I understand that I sound basically like a little girl with a crush, but I won't apologize for it.