I was picked up at 6:40 for our date...

On the way to the movie (P.S. I Love You), we had a wonderful time of chatting about life, friends, and how CRAZY cold it was outside...

Had my movie paid for....I guess I really was "on a date"...

Was able to fill my face with super buttery popcorn, while not having to worry about a 14 month old underneath me, who wanted to 'share'...

Sat for over 2 hours without having to talk...

Was an emotional mess balling my eyes out, and when I thought I was done crying, it would start all over again...

Had to wipe my constant tears with the napkin (more like toilet paper roll)...My eyes are now raw, and I feel the need to wash my face...

Walked arm and arm with my date out to the car, talking about how much fun we had...

Talked on the car ride home...

Then, hugged my friend Ashley, and thanked her for such a wonderful 'date night'...

Then, came home to a note from her,

"Thanks for going out with me... p.s. I love you"

Love you too Ashley!