My boyfriend and I were alone all day today. We were exhausted from entertaining friends and family and so happy to relax.
We went to the gym. We took a drive. We took a stroll, hand in hand, on the beach late this afternoon. The surf was amazing, Hawaii-esque, Hamptons style.
Now we are home, making burgers on the bbq. We have t.v. shows to catch up on.
We’re homeboys. Or is that homebodies? Whatever you call it, we are happy to be “Home Alone”.