For the first time since I’m not sure when Kerri and I had a date. No kids. Just us. It’s been since before Christmas at least.

Funny, but this one afternoon – lunch, a browse thru Old Navy, and a mocha at Barnes & Noble – has done wonders for my demeanor. I should write this down: Minimum one date every six months…. Wait! Make that every five months, cause these last few weeks have been a bitch.

Lot’s of people to thank: Joey and Kelli, who herded the cats while we were away. My boss, Steve, whose generosity – a birthday gift card – secured our lunch and Red Lobster. The Academy.

I also want to thank a couple of retired couples I’m honored to know. (We ran into one of them today.) Their kids are grown, and they are living life to the fullest. They are traveling and pursuing their passions. Most importantly by all evidence they are still deeply in love with one another. Seeing them makes me look forward to the rest of my life with Kerri.

I think you know who you are. With deep appreciation: Thank you.