Do You Remember the Time...

Yesterday, I had a visit from the past. My first real boyfriend recently moved somewhat closer, after splitting up with this wife of 12 years. Our birthdays are just a couple of days apart and coming up soon, so we decided to get together for a nice dinner and talk. We've kept in touch on and off for the past 30 odd years, but the last time we got together was a good 10 years ago. So it was really nice to have the opportunity to talk about old times and share the insights we've gained over the years (and years and years...)  There is something very reassuring about talking to someone who loved you once and hasn't had any reason to ever stop.

Our awesome 1981 look.

We went to a restaurant halfway between our places called Orange Hill. As the name implies, it was situated on a hill, with an amazing view. We got there early enough to enjoy the sunset over a drink. We had a lovely, long and relaxing meal. I'm going to ahead and sound all hick-ish and say that I don't think I've ever eaten anywhere quite so posh. The food was delicious, but not exotic. We had 11 oz. bone in filet mignon, scalloped potatoes, and glazed vegetables. We both like dessert, so we shared a portion of chocolate lava cake. Should have photographed that...and the view!

The waiter did take a photo of us at the end of the evening with my friend's camera. Hoping he sends me a copy. If so, I'll post it.

So, the past is rather rosy right now...but the future is even more so. DR will be back home on Wednesday evening! I. Can. Not. WAIT!!!!  Yay!