My first date with Deanna consisted of us wandering around the Santa Barbara Mission with a disposable camera to look at chalk art, going to a schmancy French restaurant on State Street, and then spending the rest of the evening on the Goleta Pier.
I also initially planned for us to visit the drive-in theatre in between activities, but we spent so much time enjoying all our other spots that it didn’t end up happening. It’s easy to get a little overambitious with planning a first date when you haven’t had one in years.
That was four years ago, today. Deanna became my girlfriend by the end of that night and I haven’t been on a first date in four years.