Get her to swoon

...as i expected from making a 1 1/2 hour drive to simply have dinner. (not even real dinner: just pizza)

she’s never done that before. this saturday will be my masterpiece dinner (but i’m trying not to hold my breath).

progress?? it’s so hard to tell.

apparently on good authority: this is not a hopeless goal. here goes, turns out this is far more important to me than i realized. i can’t think of anything i want more at the moment.