The plan was for Brandon to pick me up from the airport on Sunday and since it happened to be Valentine's Day, we would get dinner in the city on our way home. I never made it to FL, and Brandon said coming to get me in the ice in the middle of the night was my Valentine's present... but... on Sunday, the snow was melting, and Brandon's parents were still kind enough to spend their Valentine's eating pizza with their grandkids. We kept our reservation as planned. We really appreciated it. The restaurant took this picture and gave us a copy to remember the occasion... one of the best meals ever!
