Him:  I wish you were here.  Come to the wedding with me tomorrow.

Me:   Okay!  I'll wear that dress.

Him:  And lunch today.  I want to take you to lunch.

Me:   Done deal. 

Four hours and 1300 miles later, he gave me the biggest hug.  After he got over the shock of really seeing me, of the way I stood up from behind the stairs at his work, the beaming smile on my face, the huge overdue hug.  And that disbelieving stare, the look from his phone to my face back to his phone, slowly figuring it out.  Surprise!

I love great, spontaneous weekends.  Love them.