My hubby and I had a date tonight. Nothing special, spent a whole $10. But, it was needed and fun.
As we were driving through town on this rainy, dark night, we had to cross traffic at one point. We couldn't tell if there was a median in the road or not.
Which reminded me of the time he drove his little Datsun truck into the median. Way back when we were first dating.
That got us reminiscing about all those years ago.
The conversation went like this:
Me: Remember how on our second date, that truck over heated?
Me: Well it did and you had to come into my house and get water. And I thought it was all a ploy to come into the house. But, you really did just get water.
Him: Oh yeah!
Me: And that one time, when I threw your nude air fresheners out the window!
Him: Yes. I miss those things.
The conversation goes on for quite awhile. Both of us coming up with old memories of when we first started dating.
Then it was silent. Both of us lost in fond memories of first love. How young we were. How we had no idea what life had in store for us.
At least I thought we were both lost in those memories.
At last he speaks.
"Yeah. There's nothing like..." wait for it....wait for it...."your first car".
To say that killed the mood would be an understatement!