February 18

Adam and I decided a number of years ago that we'd choose a date other than February 14 to have our Valentine's Day dinners. (Too many people out and all that.) Since the brositos had Youth Group this evening, this year's outing took place tonight.

So we dropped them (and Jackson) off and headed downtown to Haps, where we enjoyed way too much good food. We also talked about the kids and his job, and we even took a stroll down memory lane when, for reasons I can't quite remember right now, he recalled a night during our college days when we drove to the beach with some good friends. We both remembered that our friend David brought along a cake that wound up falling victim to the ocean, but we didn't remember the whys. Despite the holes in the story, we laughed over the fragmented memory. And on a whim (and probably thanks to the effects of my glass of champagne), I texted said-friend for details (which he later provided, which was pretty cool since we hadn't talked with him in years).

It's a good life with my hunny, and I am grateful for the years we've shared.