Remember how I took a vow, well not a vow, maybe more like made a declaration to revive date night? That was about three weeks ago and I'm sort of starting to reevaluate. I think we forgot how. The first one was really great. We started off with happy hour at our favorite little neighborhood Greek restaurant and ended the evening with Bailey's and Coffee and a sweet movie at home. Week two hubs decided on Olive Garden (his fav comfort food) It was good and he surprised me by stopping by Cheesecake Factory for some fab cheesecake to take home. We both enjoyed that on the sofa with a movie. It was fun too...but not what I had imagined Date Night to be. Then...last week. Ugh!
"Honey," I whisper in his ear "Look around. Doesn't this remind you of the ER?"
He looks around and rolls his eyes. I can tell he thinks I'm being a bit dramatic, so I turn back to him.
"Seriously," I say, "Look at everyone. No one is smiling, and they're like, all schleppy. No one is dressed up and some of them look sick. And look at all the kids."
I'm thinking this is how germs get spread but I can see his discomfort at my less than stellar attitude so I giggle. "Aren't you glad you married me?"
He chuckles....but doesn't answer. I wonder, hmmm.
So, tonight is Friday night...and yesterday he asked me if we are on for Date Night. Brave boy...I have NO idea what to do. He's like Meditative Mom's Practical Joe and the thought of spending $60 at Olive Garden or Red Lobster is a big deal. I'm thinking, back date night off to once a month and spend $200 in a quiet jazz club somewhere. Is there a happy medium? We have some really fun restaurants in our area:
Cork or DVine for example...I think people might dress up a little more...and would hire a babysitter...and not be sick...or sad. Wish me luck. I'll let you know how it goes. :-) Have a great weekend! ~Blessings, Janet