Tonight we drove to the ocean to have dinner in a restaurant overlooking the water. It's wild and windy outside and the sea was crashing hard into the shore. The pier was covered in Christmas lights, as were the trees along the boardwalk, and the view from our dinner table was absolutely beautiful. I was falling in love all over the place.
On the ride home, Shawn abruptly stomped on the gas to get some acceleration to get over a steep hill, sending my styrofoam container of leftover tortellini alla panna off the dashboard and into my lap. I rode the rest of the way home with cream sauce in my shoes and dripping down my legs.
This romance is sometimes far too
real.
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