Love is in the air.

I am still suffering with this despicable virus, but I can smell romance.

David wrapped me up on Saturday and whisked me off to one of our favorite haunts, Cafe Habana in Malibu.

We hadn’t been there in four months and we were warmly welcomed back.

The question on everyone’s lips was, “Where are the dogs?”

We ordered the usual minus alcohol and then David took my hand and led me to Lululemon to select some early Valentine’s Day items.

Sunday, he brought me flowers and then settled me in at the beach with a freshly baked scone and a foamy cappuccino.

The day was glorious.

He invited me to a Valentine’s Day dinner on Tuesday…asking me early in case I might be entertaining another offer.

After 37 years together you cannot take anything for granted!

It never gets old.