Probably something like a show or a gallery exhibit, followed by a leisurely dinner so we could discuss whatever we'd just seen or done. Then an after-dinner stroll, so we could hold hands.
If I went back 30 years, it'd be my first girlfriend. And yeah, so much time gone by since, more than half our lifetimes, that sure I'd talk with her. It'd probably amount to some wistful joking and laughing about the other folks we knew back then. Thirty years is a long time.
Well, no. It said nothing more than Have a Fun Day! Y'know, just being randomly cheerful. I can only suppose that Jeepers gets so many cards daily he has to block them all. He must be really popular.
RE: Life in recovery
I prefer the life of a dissolute libertine.