I could come on here and extrapolate on how inadequate I feel or...I can tell you about the date I had last night.
Yes! I said DATE!
I think it is the first one I've had in a year. The last one ended on a negative note when Hubs dumped me for a KU game with his dad. This one almost didn't get out of the blocks because of the same combo, but patience prevailed. I got to go on a date!
I have decided, yet again, that Hubs and I are just not normal. We had the greatest time, but I don't think what we did will impress anyone.
We started out at this bar-like place called Gerts. It has the same menu as a place we used to enjoy when we were in college. We were rather humored because we live in the burbs. This place is a college bar, but the college is a juco. So the place is not exactly hopping on a Saturday night. I think it may very well be the only place I know that has a cheaper menu for evenings and weekends. The food was fabulous, just like it has always been. The place was not smoky at all even though it is still technically a bar. (They have a non-smoking glassed in booth. Totally cracked us up.) One waitress took care of everyone including being the barkeep. I was thrilled. The one we went to in college was always packed, super smoky and poorly waitressed. (Though we tolerated it for the food.)
I'd checked movie times. After dinner we had 30 minutes before the supposed start of the movie. As we drove directly past our favorite bookstore, I suggested we stop, "just for a minute." In our rush, we still managed to find two Encyclopedia Brown books, one paper airplane book and one book on finding Timbuktu.
But the theater parking lot was PACKED. We finally found a spot in the back of the theater. The sky had opened and snow balls were falling. (half ice, half snow, part rain...) We, um, missed the beginning of the movie (because I apparently looked at the times for the wrong theater (bummer for me because Hubs questioned me several times if I was "sure"))and the next one wouldn't start for another 45 minutes (putting us home too late for the baby back home).
Frankly, I didn't care.
Onward to ice cream.
We have this place called Sylas and Maddy's that makes the most incredible ice cream, sorbet and sherbet. After sampling several kinds, we both decided to get a five scoop sampler.
Hey, they were little scoops.
Best of all, we laughed and joked all night. (But the ice cream was a close second, the sandwich a super close third).
One the drive home, Hubs started to crack up. "You know where we spent the most money?"
Except we didn't quite. $11 for dinner. $10.50 for books. $7 for ice cream. Free babysitter.
It was a good night.