The "Surprise" Date.

So if you can recall from my last post, I mentioned that it's extremely hard to surprise me.

I somehow always, and I mean always find a way to ruin it.

Annndddd this surprise day date was no exception. I know, I know. I'm horrible.

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Here's how it went down. 

All week The Dizz had a surprise planned for me. He wouldn't give me any hints; just said to be ready by 10:30am on Sunday. Great. Awesome. I love surprises. Bring.It.On.

On Saturday, as we were leaving the fair, famished, we decided on a place to go eat.

So in my state of starvation, not thinking clearly, I grabbed his phone and said, I'll look on the map for directions. I don't know why I didn't just use my phone. But like I said, I wasn't thinking.

I pulled up the map app on his iPhone and saw his latest search still there.

Directions to: Temecula.

Huh? Temecula? Why would he want to know.....GASP!

He wants to take me wine tasting!!!

Followed by my very loud gasp, I said in a very small voice, "I think I just ruined the surprise..."

And let me tell you, The Dizzle's look of disappointment could have crushed a hundred hearts.

He was not a happy camper to hear about my discovery...

Yep, another surprise ruined by yours truly.

But nonetheless, we had an amazing Sunday up in the Temecula Wine Country.

He reserved a wine tour at one of the local wineries and I got to learn more about wine than I even knew existed. We then visited a few more wineries and drank to our heart's content. 

I even had the Asian glow to prove it.

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I tell ya, that man sure knows the way to my heart.

{And if you're thinking it's with alcohol, well then you'd be partially right.}

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xoxo