Locks of Love

                  It has been a while since Matt and I have been out.  Life gets busy, and we always mean to go, but we never do.  Rome has a trail system downtown that I like to run on after work in the mornings.  I love being down by the river.  It is so peaceful.  Every time I run, I make a mental note that on our next date night, I want to get some iced coffee and walk along the river together. 

                I arranged for my parents my keep the kids last night, and Matt and I went out.  We tried a new Mexican restaurant in Rome called La Parilla.  It was excellent.  Yummy fish tacos, chunky guacamole prepared at the table, and their signature margarita that has a little orange liquor in it. 

                 I had won movie passes on the radio a few weeks ago and they expire at the end of the month, so we decided to see a movie.  There was really nothing playing that we wanted to see.  There never is.  Our taste in movies is so different that we rarely go see movies together.  To make my point, the last time we saw a movie together, we saw The Odd Life of Timothy Green, which came out in 2012.  And that was probably also from tickets I had won.  Between the movies Tammy and Deliver Us From Evil, we flipped a coin, and heads was Tammy.  It wasn’t great, but it entertained us to the point that it didn’t feel like a wasted two hours. 

               In between the meal and the movie, we had some time to kill and I had drank a margarita, so I asked Matt to take a walk with me.  And there was one other thing I wanted to do.  There is a footbridge in the park that was converted from a rail bridge a few years ago.  Several months ago, a couple placed locks on the bridge like they do on the Pont des Arts in Paris, and they posted a picture to Facebook.  The City quickly sent a worker to remove the locks.  More locks kept appearing and being removed, and finally the City decided to let the locks remain.   Matt and I ran to Home Depot for padlocks, engraved our initials on them with his pocketknife, locked them on the bridge together, and threw the keys into the river.  Oh the sweetness!  I’m sure he thought it was dumb, but it sure made me happy.  Now every time I run across the bridge, I'll see our locks along with the others.

                We walked along the river for a while, and then we went to the movie.  After the movie, we came home and shared a big bottle of wine while we watched four episodes of the Walking Dead.  It was a perfect evening.

Here's all it takes to make me happy:

Yummy!  This is not my actual food.  I don't do that in restaurants.  ;-)

Pont des Arts over the River Seine in Paris, France

The Robert Redden footbridge over the Oostanaula River in Rome, Georgia