I may be a lot of things, but high-maintenance is not one of them. Let me describe for all one of you what the perfect Friday night 'date night' looks like to me. I love, love, love a good storm. I don't know why rain makes me so happy, but it does. I also love the fall colors, and I realize that fall and stormy weather don't usually go together. But in my head I can make it so... Early October. Secluded mountain cabin with huge covered porch lined with little white lights. Hammock for two. Ingrid Michaelson or Martina McBride playing slow-dance worthy tunes in the background. Crackling fire in the fire pit. A just-out-of-the-oven-brownstone cake cooling on the tile counter next to a vase of daisies. Gallon of ice cold milk in the fridge. Wicked thunderstorm. Some dancing. Some cake eating. A little more dancing. Then settling into the hammock with the man I love under a soft-as-butter blanket, and falling asleep with my head on his chest and to the sounds of thunder and the rain pounding against the red tin roof. If this makes me wrong, I don't want to be right : )
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