Thursday 4 November 2010


So. Say you plan a surprise date for your husband. Your first all-by-yourselves date in, like, a year. You line up a babysitter, you buy the tickets, you've got it all planned out. You're golden.

Don't tell the three year old.

Gosh. Writing it out makes it sound so ridiculously obvious.

I'm a dolt.

...In other news, we're going on a date in a couple weeks!