Last night I received one of the suprises of my life. I am in Santa Cruz at the Beach House, and Kevin was camping in Half Moon Bay (about an hour away) with his dad and brothers. Around midnight, the we girls are sitting around talking and there is a knock on the door. We go downstairs and sitting on the porch is a vase of pink roses. Kevin had driven an hour to deliver some flowers and hang out for about half an hour, then drove an hour back to the campground. It was the sweetest thing. I absolutely loved it. I have a great guy. I'm a lucky girl.