Last night I got a phone call.
It was from my husband.
He told me clear my schedule for the evening because we were going out.
Just the two of us.
I love date nights.
They don't happen very often, and that's ok, but when we do have a chance to go out we go to a nice restaurant -- Mexican or Chinese -- and we just talk.
After our meal has been paid for and it's time to leave, we get a little crazy..
A little risky, you might say..
We go to Walmart. And hold hands.