What on earth would we do that night if we couldn't have a sleepover? We began to joke that we should have a sleepover at my house anyway—and just keep it secret from my mom and grandmother—who also happened to reside in our miniscule six-room house. And suddenly our joking began to feel like a James Bond-ish spy adventure unfolding . . . COULD WE PULL IT OFF?

It was VALENTINE'S DAY, 2026 . . . And being the romantic that I am, I booked a special tour with my hubby to see Stonehenge at sunrise because I love standing stones. Oh, and my husband. And also I love the Rolling Stones who just happened to do a sunrise visit there back in the era when you could walk right up to the stones and touch them. (The Stonehenge stones that is––not the actual Rolling Stones because, let's face it, they are the more historical/priceless artifacts