The Key

I've never been a big believer in mushy love stuff until I met the love of my life. If you are the old me, this blog is not for you. Prior to our date in NYC Kyle handed me this envelope and said we need to make a stop at this address sometime in the day. I thought is was a ticket to a show and was confused when Broadway was no where on the address.

So beautiful, so inspiring, winter white and so festive.

"Come on we're here, you're going in"!

We walked into Tiffany!

Kyle proceeded to escort me to the sixth floor to customer service where we picked up The Key. A rush of love and romance flooded over my being. I wanted to take him right then and there.

It started to snow as we visit the sites of Rockefeller Square. Snow on the nose was all I needed to feel on cloud nine. It's great to know that after five years of being married the magic of romance is more alive than ever.

Kyle is my fountain of youth.