Date Night: NeedtoBreathe

So last night Mr. T and I had a little date night downtown. And I must confess, I do love a good date night. As in, I look forward to it all day and start planning my outfit in my head a good 6-8 hours beforehand. And I especially love Date Night when it involves this place (and of course the handsome man in front)...




And a concert by this ah-mazing band (that Mr. T purchased ticketes for months ago, just because he knew I loved them so)...

And believe me when I say that when they came out for their encore and played one of my most favorite songs entirely unplugged to a hushed, jaw-hitting-the-ground audience, I think everyone under the Ryman roof thought that was one of the coolest things to ever see on stage. I know I did.

And because we have to capture these date nights with photographic evidence, I present to you the best of about 50 takes of our mini photo session after the show:

Reason #4,207 why my husband rocks. And why Date Nights remind you all over again why you fell in love in the first place.