Snow Date. Sweet Tea Bourbon Date. Sophie Date.

There’s a blizzard approaching outside.

To welcome this night of snow and

stormy weathers,

I’m putting on my Mama’s woolen socks and

the large keepsake sweater with the

hole over the elbow.

I light a few candles and turn up this sweet tune.

I pour myself a sweet tea bourbon,

nestle down into the blanket and

open the book.

It’s just me,

just me,

and the night.

Just me,

on a lovely S date night.