R and I had a date tonight. We went to the pictures. We shared popcorn. We held hands in the dark. We sat in the pub by the river and watched the sun set over the water. We giggled at people. We talked seriously, as you do in the pub with your man. We walked home, chatting and holding hands some more.
Now, once he's phoned BG and we know how she is and what she's up to, we're going to play a few games together, go to bed, and be happy.
Life is good.
I love life.