Ever since we met, Mary and I have gone out on a Friday "date." Dinner at the minimum. We've only missed a few dozen Fridays since 1981, either because one of us was out of town or one of us was sick. As the years passed, we've aged and habits changed, so it's become more of an expansive lunch rather than the traditional late dinner but it's still our favorite day of the week.
Since I'm known to be a bit frugal, Mary cornered me yesterday and said "I want to go somewhere expensive this time."
I took her to a gas station.
Since I'm known to be a bit frugal, Mary cornered me yesterday and said "I want to go somewhere expensive this time."
I took her to a gas station.