The Ingrate…or amnesic

On Friday, Jamie and I hired a babysitter so we could attend a Bishopric dinner at a local restaurant. We arrived a few minutes early so we opted to run into Costco to get some cash. As we walked in arm-and-arm, I commented,

“I can’t remember the last time just the two of us went on a date.”

“Oh, really? What about that week-long cruise we took aboard the Norwegian Epic in November. Oh, and then there was our Serendipity date in NYC last month. Oh, and don’t forget when we went skiing with just the two of us in Park City Mountain Resort a few weeks ago.”

“I’ll shut up now.”

(Photo: At the Waldorf Astoria in NYC.)

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