Dear Dave....

Dear Dave,

I love your sense of humor. It still amazes me....even after all these years. Your wit. Your funniness. It catches me off guard sometimes and really makes me laugh. Sometimes it is at inappropriate times and it makes me mad...but for the most part is one of my favorite parts about you! Keep it coming. I need your funny. I need your arms wrapped around me. I need your hand in my hand. I need your strength. I NEED you....because I LOVE you.

Love, me.

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Last week our dryer caught on fire. The positive side...because I always find the shiny side of any situation...is that it brought us to the laundromat for a date night. Something we haven't done since dating. 18 years ago we emptied out Dave's bachelor closet and headed to the laundromat for a date night. We picked up sandwiches from our local deli and sat in the back of his truck while doing ALL his laundry!

Saturday night we found ourselves back at the laundromat...picking up some dinner and eating it in the back of the car while waiting for ALL our laundry. Dave has not been able to figure out how to download Instagram on his Droid so he has been using mine more and more. Here is our instagram from our date night.....

April:   We are eating a yummy dinner in the back of our disco while waiting for our laundry.  Dave's having a chicken sandwich while I'm eating beets and brie cheese with mushrooms. Dave says beets taste like dirt. I love them. I love him too!

Dave (but signed in as me so it shows my name April:) I think your jeans need to be washed, let's get those off and into the laundry.

April: He really should sign his name when he uses my instagram!

Dave (still signed in as me): I'm sorry, shirt also. Love Dave

See what I mean. He is quick and witty and totally my MAN!