Today was the kind of day where I didn’t want to run, but I ran anyway.
We went to happy hour.
And one of our favorite Italian restaurants (I kid you not, I was raised on the stuff) brought back their “After Eight” date night deal.
It’s not very often that we’re in the city in the right place or at the right time for this kind of thing.
But tonight, we had absolutely nothing holding us back. No one to come home for, nothing to come home to.
So, if you’ll excuse me, I need to go slip into an olive-red wine-penne-induced coma.
What’s the best date-night special in your neck of the woods?