Who's that chick?

For the people who know me, they know that I am by no means a touchy-feely, overly-romantic kind of girl.  So, when I tend to have really corny, romantic ideas, I tend to surprise myself.  Let's take the last 24 hours, for instance:

Yesterday I decided that I wanted to go somewhere this weekend... but not just anywhere... somewhere quiet, relaxing, where there's nothing to do but be there.  And I decided on Winchester.

Why Winchester you may ask..

Because Winchester (well, it's actually Stephens City) has a lovely drive-in movie theatre.  The movies that are playing: Cars 2 and Captain America.  Who can say no to talking cars and men in uniform?  Not me.
Of course, for some odd reason, my mind popped into thinking about how romantic it could be.. laying on the hood of a car, eating popcorn, and laughing with a cute boy sitting next to you (sometimes when I get like this I can't even recognize myself).

And it doesn't end there... the movie is followed by a little overnight stay at a hotel and then Saturday brings a trip to a nearby farm (Hollin Farms) where you can pick your own fruits and vegetables, have a nice picnic lunch, and, of course, be overly romantic.  (The more I talk about this, the more lame I feel).

Then, to top it off, I'm sitting at work today when I get an email from justflowers.com saying that I could save $7.50 on my next flower order.  So I think to myself, "Self, how cute would it be if someone had surprise flowers delivered to your house, or even to your work".  (I may have just out-girled myself). 

Really, who would mind waking up or coming in to something like this?

So, the last 24 hours have been full of thoughts of romanticism...

...Crushed by my boss yelling at someone on the phone... thank goodness for real-life!