Onion and Coffee Breath =

love.

well, that is if you are me.

date night didn't go as planned last night. we didn't make it to the ice skating rink because we couldn't find parking in downtown berkeley and then the stupid taco bell was closed for maintenance.

so then it was after 7pm and the skating session started at 7:15 and we still hadn't eaten.

we scrapped that plan to my dismay (so far i have excellent ideas and poor follow through) and then had dinner at Mel's Diner , grabbed a coffee, and saw that new movie about Tuscany and the sun and Diane Lane.

Was good.

But during the movie Evan had the worst onion-coffee breath in the world. It was so horrible it made me laugh until I cried.

And that's when I knew I really loved him.