Oh, how my heart melts.

After a long day at Grand Central with my 24 little friends, I slowly made my way back to my apartment last night. As I twisted the key to my wine bottle sized mail slot, I could feel that it was stuffed. Usually, that means my next In Style or Real Simple has arrived. But last night, there was something so much more special. And it made my heart melt.

And with my melted heart and Brian by my side, I placed a ridiculously large delivery order for our night in. We ate enough food for a family of four as we watched episodes from the first season of Friends. We have already watched all ten seasons once together, and are going through them all again. We love it.

I am high on love today.