Our Date
Last Friday night my husband and I went out on a real date. Yes, a real date that didn't involve the kids. The way I had it planned in my mind wasn't exactly how it played out in real life. What was I thinking?
Here's kinda sorta how it went.
1. Eat at a local favorite Mexican restaurant. Feel sort of sick.
2. Drive by movie theater. See crowd and movies that look like they just may suck.
3. Skip movie and go to Wal-Mart instead. A date in Wal-mart. Does it get any better than this?
4. Buy crap we don't need. Here's kind of what was in our cart - 2 wireless Playstation controllers, 213 frozen dinners (give or take 200), too many containers of rice milk, and some crafts for the kids.
5. Try to rescue kittens in parking lot for half an hour with no luck. Something is seriously wrong with my husband. He's been trying to pick up every stray we see for the past 6 months. Maybe he's trying to make-up for me accidentally killing our kitten in the dryer a few months ago.
6. Stop by friends house for an hour or so. Forget we had frozen groceries in car. We're stupid like that.
7. Finally on our way home. Car starts making a weird noise. Husband says to me, "Our wheel is falling off. We are not going to make it home". I'm thinking WTH???? This is crazy and I have to pee. Anyway, I tell him to keep driving but drive slow. At this point I'm really starting to think that our car is going to fall apart and we will have to walk home in the cold and dark because we live in the middle of nowhere with no cell phone reception. A few moments later, my husband looks over and says, "Umm, the emergency brake was on". Feeling relieved, I then proceed to call him an idiot. Mind you, my husband is normally a very intelligent man. So, I'm not sure what happened. Maybe it was all the excitement from our night out. Maybe we are getting old - like very early onset Alzheimers or something. Apparently, the thought of dating gets us so excited that we cannot function normally.
8. Get home. Yippeee, our groceries are still frozen and a BONUS - we're sans kids for the night!
9. Just as I get comfortable in my husband's lap the MIL brings home a crying child. Our 7 year old has an earache.
10. Date ends.
I think we will stick to sitting beside each other with our laptops from now on and just call it a date.
Last Friday night my husband and I went out on a real date. Yes, a real date that didn't involve the kids. The way I had it planned in my mind wasn't exactly how it played out in real life. What was I thinking?
Here's kinda sorta how it went.
1. Eat at a local favorite Mexican restaurant. Feel sort of sick.
2. Drive by movie theater. See crowd and movies that look like they just may suck.
3. Skip movie and go to Wal-Mart instead. A date in Wal-mart. Does it get any better than this?
4. Buy crap we don't need. Here's kind of what was in our cart - 2 wireless Playstation controllers, 213 frozen dinners (give or take 200), too many containers of rice milk, and some crafts for the kids.
5. Try to rescue kittens in parking lot for half an hour with no luck. Something is seriously wrong with my husband. He's been trying to pick up every stray we see for the past 6 months. Maybe he's trying to make-up for me accidentally killing our kitten in the dryer a few months ago.
6. Stop by friends house for an hour or so. Forget we had frozen groceries in car. We're stupid like that.
7. Finally on our way home. Car starts making a weird noise. Husband says to me, "Our wheel is falling off. We are not going to make it home". I'm thinking WTH???? This is crazy and I have to pee. Anyway, I tell him to keep driving but drive slow. At this point I'm really starting to think that our car is going to fall apart and we will have to walk home in the cold and dark because we live in the middle of nowhere with no cell phone reception. A few moments later, my husband looks over and says, "Umm, the emergency brake was on". Feeling relieved, I then proceed to call him an idiot. Mind you, my husband is normally a very intelligent man. So, I'm not sure what happened. Maybe it was all the excitement from our night out. Maybe we are getting old - like very early onset Alzheimers or something. Apparently, the thought of dating gets us so excited that we cannot function normally.
8. Get home. Yippeee, our groceries are still frozen and a BONUS - we're sans kids for the night!
9. Just as I get comfortable in my husband's lap the MIL brings home a crying child. Our 7 year old has an earache.
10. Date ends.
I think we will stick to sitting beside each other with our laptops from now on and just call it a date.
Here's kinda sorta how it went.
1. Eat at a local favorite Mexican restaurant. Feel sort of sick.
2. Drive by movie theater. See crowd and movies that look like they just may suck.
3. Skip movie and go to Wal-Mart instead. A date in Wal-mart. Does it get any better than this?
4. Buy crap we don't need. Here's kind of what was in our cart - 2 wireless Playstation controllers, 213 frozen dinners (give or take 200), too many containers of rice milk, and some crafts for the kids.
5. Try to rescue kittens in parking lot for half an hour with no luck. Something is seriously wrong with my husband. He's been trying to pick up every stray we see for the past 6 months. Maybe he's trying to make-up for me accidentally killing our kitten in the dryer a few months ago.
6. Stop by friends house for an hour or so. Forget we had frozen groceries in car. We're stupid like that.
7. Finally on our way home. Car starts making a weird noise. Husband says to me, "Our wheel is falling off. We are not going to make it home". I'm thinking WTH???? This is crazy and I have to pee. Anyway, I tell him to keep driving but drive slow. At this point I'm really starting to think that our car is going to fall apart and we will have to walk home in the cold and dark because we live in the middle of nowhere with no cell phone reception. A few moments later, my husband looks over and says, "Umm, the emergency brake was on". Feeling relieved, I then proceed to call him an idiot. Mind you, my husband is normally a very intelligent man. So, I'm not sure what happened. Maybe it was all the excitement from our night out. Maybe we are getting old - like very early onset Alzheimers or something. Apparently, the thought of dating gets us so excited that we cannot function normally.
8. Get home. Yippeee, our groceries are still frozen and a BONUS - we're sans kids for the night!
9. Just as I get comfortable in my husband's lap the MIL brings home a crying child. Our 7 year old has an earache.
10. Date ends.
I think we will stick to sitting beside each other with our laptops from now on and just call it a date.
Permalink posted by PetiteMommy at 7:19 PM
5 Comments:
Oh girl LOL I'm sorry it went that way. I can just see your exhausted face now.
Nell
You poor thing, but don't feel bad that seemed eerily a lot like the dates hubby and I have when we get them. LOL
Wal-mart Daters - Just call us Mom & Dad! ;)
Well I'm glad we're not the only ones who do Wal-Mart.
For our last anniversary we went for dinner (Mexican LOL) and then couldn't decide what to do so we went to Wal-Mart.
Sounds just like our dates since we had baby #3! I feel you!
Ha ha ha...I can just picture your date's face as he figured out the E-brake was on! :) It's ok though...I'm pretty sure that it runs in the family. I have done that a couple of times myself.
And yes...in Eastern KY (heck even here in the beautiful Garrard County) Wal-Mart IS an actual date!
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