Had dinner with my sugarplums tonight. It will be the last night I get to have some alone time with him for a little while, as he is venturing off to Georgia in a week to relist our "mountain vacation home" with a realtor. Fingers crossed that it will sell this time. Hopefully I will just lose my shirt in the deal and not my shirt and my pants and my shoes. . .
We started the meal off with a deee-licious portobello tapas, that the table next to us sent to our table. They were passing on the mushroom love and it was greatly appreciated.
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