I just had a fantastic date with my Hunk. I love that we haven’t run out of things to talk about yet, and that I can still laugh with him. Or roll my eyes so far to the back of my head, I can see my hair growing. He makes me do that a lot.
There was steak. Medium rare. I haven’t had steak in at least a month. Proving, once again, that absence makes the stomach grow fonder.
And wine. Merlot. I haven’t had wine in at least a couple months. I haven’t bought a bottle of wine in forever, because I can’t justify spending $10-$15 on a semi-decent bottle of wine while we’re so broke, but I cannotstand cheap wine.
We talked about the people around us in sign. That always cracks me up.