For July's Date Night, we went to the Royals/Twins baseball game. It was a gorgeous night, in the mid 70s. Unfortunately, Monica was not feeling great, but she was a trooper, trying to power through it, making it until the 6th Inning. She would have kept going, but I couldn't let her suffer any more and we headed home. All in all, it was a great night: perfect weather, good baseball, a few beers, and an amazing woman.
Minnesota boy, living in KC.