Saturday Night Serenade–Truly Madly Deeply

Mr. R. and I enjoyed a lovely Christmas Eve date night (more on that another time) and a very nice Christmas day.  We slept late, enjoyed a leisurely breakfast, exchanged our own gifts, and spent a few hours visiting family.  Our time together reminded me of the lucky girl that I am.

Tonight’s serenade is Truly Madly Deeply by Savage Garden.  It’s a beautiful song, and the bonus is that the video is shot in Paris, one of my all time favorite places.  And it reminds me that I am truly, madly, and deeply in love with my sweet.

I hope that your holiday was special.  Happy Saturday night!

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Frugal Date Day

wpid-20150919_123636.jpgYesterday after running a few errands (one of which nearly resulting in our acquiring two new dogs–sheesh!), Mr. R. and I went for a nice walk on the beach.  After an unusually rainy week, Saturday was absolutely gorgeous.  We found a perfect place to park along A1A in Jupiter, left our shoes in the truck, and waited for a group of tourists to leave the boardwalk beach access so I could take this picture.

Had they not been super annoying, they would have been a riot.  The older woman of the group helpfully informed the others of the shower that was stationed on the sidewalk just down the steps of the boardwalk.  “Now the top is a shower and the bottom jet is for feet ONLY.”  Yeah, thanks Captain Obvious.  We giggled about that all day.

wpid-20150919_124204.jpgMr. R. and I strolled north toward the Jupiter Reef Club, walking along the edge of the surf, collecting a few rocks along the way.  He found this one shaped like a heart and sweetly consented to pose for a cheesy lovey-dovey picture.  I can’t help it, really.  Somewhere along this stretch (and we can never recall exactly where) is the place where some years ago he dropped to one knee and proposed.

wpid-20150919_132012-1.jpgAfter our walk, we drove the F-150 a few miles up the road to the Jupiter Inlet, where surprisingly for such a beautiful day, we found a perfect place to park.  We walked along the jetty nearly to the end as we watched boats zipping in and out of the inlet.  It was so nice to sit on the seawall enjoying the sun and the water, seeing the silver flashes of tons of fish that were darting around just off the rocks.

wpid-20150919_133839-1.jpgIt had been a while since we’d been to the inlet and yesterday we saw the memorial sign someone put up in honor of two young teenage boys who went out fishing one day this summer and never returned.  The sign with all the gifts people have left is a sad reminder of such a tragic loss.

Mr. R. and I left the Jupiter Inlet and ended up making a run for the border, having lunch at a nearby Taco Bell.  It was pleasantly uncrowded and we really enjoyed ourselves.

So what did we learn?

  • A date doesn’t have to be fancy or expensive.  As long as we enjoy each other’s company and take the time to make us a priority, we don’t have to spend tons of money.
  • When A Second Chance Dog & Cat Rescue is having an adoption event at the pet store, don’t go there!
  • Be sure to tell those you love that you do, and hug them every chance you get.  You never know which time will be the last time.
  • Don’t be that obnoxious know-it-all tourist who ruins everything for everybody.
  • Taco Bell’s new burrito with the Fritos in it is pretty darn tasty.

Celebrate Summer Date Night

Sorry about the recent trend, but have I mentioned that I’m somewhat happy that Summer is here?

wpid-20150606_130725-1.jpgMr. R. returned from his errands yesterday with these gifts.  It’s going to be a glorious summer.  For one thing, now that I’m off work, Mr. R.’s new schedule is the bomb.  We get to sleep late together every day since he doesn’t have to be at work until late afternoon.  Then he leaves, giving me quiet time to write and not feel like I’m ignoring him.

We went out for date night last night to one of my favorite locations, Clematis Street in West Palm Beach. (I know, I’ve written about it a million times).  We had no solid plan and after strolling up and down the street a for a few blocks we settled on Duffy’s Sports Grill.  In the interest of full disclosure, Mr. R. worked part-time as a server at Duffy’s (although not at the Clematis location) as a second job when we first started dating.

Duffy’s is a local chain that began in Palm Beach Gardens in a small building that currently houses one of my favorite bars on the planet, Pirate’s Well.  From that one restaurant, the company grew to 29 locations located mostly in South Florida.  Duffy’s is a sports bar and grill with views of any number of television screens from any seat in the place.  They offer typical bar food and have a nice Happy Hour special of two-for-one drinks all the time.

Truthfully, it’s not my absolute favorite place to go but it was right for our budget last night and the food was really good.  We sat outside and watched the world go by up and down Clematis, including one Segway tour (Note to self–Never go anywhere and take a Segway tour.  You look like an idiot.)

wpid-fb_img_1433625807977-1.jpgIt was such a nice relaxing time.  Mr. R., faithfully being careful with what he eats and drinks, drank unsweetened tea with a splash of lemonade while I had the Grand Raspberry Peach Cosmo (times two, of course).  For nibbles we had a small order of boneless chicken wings with Buffalo sauce, an order of fries, and the chicken tostado nachos.  Okay, we weren’t exactly eating clean, but it was a nice cheat night.

Following our time at Duffy’s we strolled down toward the east end of Clematis where it meets with Flagler and the waterfront.  We just missed a wedding at the end of the floating dock that goes out into the Intracoastal.  The wedding party was leaving the dock and crossing Flagler to where the reception was being held.  Some guys were breaking down the ceremony site and Mr. R. asked if he could take a flower from one of the arrangements for his ‘lady’.  They were happy to oblige and Mr. R. picked a beautiful peach rose which I carried as we walked to the end of the dock and looked back at the city.

Grey clouds made for a beautiful evening and as we stood there we could hear the cheers of bar patrons watching American Pharaoh win the Triple Crown.  It was a great way to celebrate the arrival of Summer.

I’m Just Too Impatient

Back in April I mentioned in a post that Mr. R. and I had stumbled upon a unique rose bush on clearance at Lowe’s.  The reason it was on clearance was that it was beat to all heck.  According to the tag, it’s a Blue Girl, a blue hybrid tea rose.  We brought it home, re-potted it, trimmed off all the damaged bits, and waited to see what would happen.

A couple of weeks ago two buds appeared and we’ve been on “bloom watch” ever since.  Today, one of them has finally opened a little.  I should probably wait until it opens more, but refer to the title of this post.

And, I know.  It looks pink, not blue.  It’s a little hard to tell but the flowers are not plain pink, I’d describe them as more of a pinkish periwinkle.

Anyway, I’m thrilled that we were able to nurse the thing back to health.  (When I say we, I pretty much mean Mr. R.)  Blue Girl joined our other two rose bushes and we also have buds on the yellow one and the pink one.  I’ve already told Mr. R. that I’d like another couple of rose bushes in different colors from the ones we already have.  It could be an addiction.