Happy Valentine's Day - I hope yours was a happier one than what we experienced here. Write four lines of prose about: date night.
Kat and I were both sicker today than either of us had been yesterday. Max is getting in the tooth from hell. Plus I'm pretty sure he was worried about his parents acting so strangely. And, just to top things off, neither of Kat's parents were available to watch him for us until late afternoon.
I've had better days.
At least I finally found someone to cover my shift at the gym tomorrow. Though the only person available doesn't know how to run the bowling alley, and I'm reasonably certain there's a birthday party booked for the afternoon.
I told her I'd come in to take care of it if there is. I'm hoping I'm remembering it wrong, but even if there is a party to deal with I'm hoping that some extra rest in the morning will make enough of a difference for me.
A candlelit dinner. Curling up on the couch together to watch a movie or two. Walking hand in hand along the beach, down the street, anywhere at all.
They'd all been done to death, Francois knew; that's why he chose a visit to the newly installed zombie exhibit at the local museum for the site of his first date with Michelle.