Number Forty Eight.

We were serenaded by strangers with guitars in some tunnel while picnicking on Lunchables and those little fruit punch drinks we always had when we were little kids. Oh, and we simply can't forget the romantic seventy-nine cent candle that was placed oh so lovingly in the middle of the circle. Consider number forty eight on the bucketlist completed. And consider it completed well.

The evening was lovely, and neither of us spent one moment of it without a smile upon our faces. We were actually extrememly lucky. Those boys waited for two hours for us to show up at the park. TWO HOURS. We had a big fat miscommunication, and CaLea was moving a boat, and Jill was picking up flags, and the boys were waiting at the park going crazy... and yeah. Eventually, it all worked out perfectly. The evening was one to die for. If you ever get the chance to hang out with some strangers, We'd definitely recommend taking advantage of the opportunity.

Not only were these boys handsome and talented, they were a blast to hang out with.