Just in from the mountains...refreshed, more in love with my husband than even two days earlier, and reminded how wonderful 8 hours in the car with someone you love can be. So much of our days are devoted to parenting....and I would not change that....not for years of hotels in the mountains, and dinners out, and traveling all over the place. BUT...when you do get to do those things...they are are sweet and precious. We sat in the car and for the first part of the trip we talked about things in our lives that we may not have mentioned lately....like that potential Cisco job, would it be good, wonder this...wonder that. After moving through that we talked about things going on in the world and of course, solved all the problems. hehe We were in love and loving the simplicity of life. The things that aren't usually called romantic but are the most romantic. The fact that we know each other so well, the comfort level of a friend and lover. The place was great, my knight in shining armor fixed all the small little issues...he always does. He really does satisfy the natural craving for a hero given just to me. He takes his role as "a man" seriously. Actually, I don't know if he thinks about it or it just comes naturally...but oh, I am so thankful. He really amazes me. Yes, I am so in love...and it has been 12 years of marriage and 5 years of dating. So we dined, strolled, loved and "filled out tanks" as we say in our family. Then it was down the hill. This trip was quieter. We talked much less...not from nothing to talk about but because we didn't need to say much. Life was sweet...we just took it in.