(After posting about some of the reasons I love Paul two Wednesdays in a row, I’ve decided to make it a regular–or as regular as things get in these parts–thing.)

He often says, “Why don’t you let me take you out to dinner?” In fact, he said it tonight. I appreciate that for several reasons. One, it’s a relief to get out of cooking after a long day at work. Two, it makes me feel special, like we’re on a date. Three, I just plain enjoy spending time with him, chatting over dinner. Four, no dishes.

My answer is always “yes!” 🙂