jazz music lunch dates with miller at his tiny wooden table
spring breezes and a sunny morning walk along the beachside. or even just to my neighborhood starbucks
giggles until your eyes tear up and your cheeks ache
fresh ranunculas throughout our livingroom
kicking ass at nertz (nerts?) (aka kicking ass at the best group card game ever)
coming home after a refreshing gals weekend to some of the sweetest smiles around
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