Oreo cookies. Dipped in dark chocolate. From Belgium. For me. Delivered with flowers. And wine. Prior to dinner being cooked. For me. And it was just a random Tuesday evening. No event. No holiday. Just a regular Tuesday that I had worked and he hadn't. I kinda like my fiend. When he's good he's very very good and when he's bad he's remarkable. He's at the beach this week with daughters for Spring Break. I'm hosting my own hormone crew this week. Mallory will be in Wednesday ,,Maggie and her crew have already begun. Kick off party was here last night. Neat kids. Brilliant and quirky and still child-like yet in a very mature way. Political conversation over breakfast this morning. Eleven inquisitive educated minds discussing world events over coffee. Average age,,19. The future looks grand. I think I might stick around to participate.