My favorite Date Night includes my sweetie and that's about it. This date night was a little shoe shopping (for him) and one of our favorite shared meals. IHOP.
Love the huge canteen of coffee all for me, while we play Angry Birds waiting on our big steak omelet and short stack of traditional buttermilk pancakes. YUM! He wins. almost always. I'm working on it. I'm a fan of the variety of syrup, but I go with the old fashion maple every time. Love it. Makes me salivate. Makes me crave some pancakes right now.
We had the place almost to ourselves and enjoyed each others company. He makes me laugh and we enjoy yummy food. It's simple; It's inexpensive and we're together. That is all that's needed.
Yes, I'm a emotionally charged, hormonal, mushy, girly romantic.
I don't care.
I keep it reigned in most days and that serves us nicely. And sometimes I need to publicly appreciate the man that makes me feel at home. Wherever. He takes care of me, protects me, provides for me. He always will. He makes any life, any thing I do for him worth the effort.
He buys me pancakes. I love him.
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