Let's see: I ran away with my husband for our fifteenth anniversary. We got massages (yay Christmas gift certificates!), went to a museum (photos of Southern segregated black society from 1910-1950, and a superb Maxfield Parrish exhibit), slept in, read (he read Reliquary by Martha Wells with much snickering; I read His Majesty's Dragon by Naomi
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