You don't bring me flowers anymore.
You don't bring me flowers
You don't sing me love songs
You hardly talk to me anymore
When I come through the door
This is what I woke up to that morning>>>>>>>>>>
There were other highlights to "D" date night (which technically started in the morning!)---In addition to the daffodils, my dearest left me a donut which the oh-so-charming son managed to devour before I could get back from the gym. For dinner we had chicken and dumplings and later we played a DVD round of Deal or no Deal, with the loser (him) having to serve the other (me) dessert. But by far, my favorite part of "D" date night was the daffodils. And, that, this isn't us, anymore--