Six years ago, Evan and I had our first "date." We were in the final days before this mammoth theatre production we'd been working on for months opened. I was scenic painter, he head carpenter. We spent the night until about 2am in the theatre, doing last-minute painting and tweaking here and there, then stumbled back to his place, where he gave me Benny and Joon and made me fettuccine alfredo (which was the only "fancy" meal he could cook at the time.
Pretty romantic, huh? :)
Six years ago
Awkwardness abounds, but it's a good representation of us. Still is, really...
A few weeks ago.
Thank goodness some things get better with age.
Squeeze a puppy, kiss your lover, take yourself out to dinner and a movie--or do all three!