Choose love. - Jamie King Fit
After meeting on Superbowl Sunday, my husband and I went on our very first date approximately one week later on February 13 (6 years ago). I remember it well. It was a Sunday – I had just enjoyed a luxurious spa day with Alyse – very necessary after an especially long week of travel and conferencing. I had a little too much luxuriating at the spa and by the time I hopped in a cab, I realized I was likely going to be running late for my date. In fact, I was so late that when I pulled up in the cab, I saw my now husband standing outside my apartment complex. I didn’t even have to buzz him in; I got to march him right up the stairs and plant him in a chair while I hurriedly made sense of my outfit for the night. I apologized a few times for my tardiness and noted his extreme punctuality (and I mean, extreme). We went to a restaurant about a block away from where I lived – Bistro Aix – I had been there once before for a work holiday party. It was cute and the food was decent – ...
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