It doesn’t happen often, but every once in a blue moon, Tom and I scoot away. Out of town, just the two of us.
We were off to my alma mater, to take advantage of alumni tickets for the first time in over a decade. We had seats with Anne and John, and met up with Beth and Reese (my new best friend) for dinner.
I love those children of mine, but a grown-up getaway? Always good.