This Saturday, Dave and I got a babysitter. Then we went on a date: an eight mile run.
Sounds torturous?? Think again! We got uninterrupted alone time (if you don't count Deacon), had some lovely chats, burned calories, and didn't have to spend money on overpriced theater popcorn.
Four weeks till Rushmore...(incidentally, I think it's the same time until St. George). Whoo hoo!
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2 comments:
Sounds just about right to me! Nothing better than killing lots of birds with one stone...date night, exercise, quality time...perfect!
I'm appreciate your writing skill.Please keep on working hard.^^
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