While Jim and I were dating, Friday night was date night. We always came together on Friday night to hang out, most often alone so we could get to know one another better. The rest of the weekend was reserved for including others but our primary focus on Friday night was each other. After we got married, Friday night became like any other night because we spent time together all day every day. Our married without kids Friday nights typically went something like this.
Jim: "What do you want to do tonight?"
Me: "Hmmmm...anything would be fine."
Jim: "Wanna grab dinner and watch a movie?"
Me: "Sounds great!"
We would proceed to grab dinner and watch a movie in our skivvies. Date nights were completely unorchestrated for the most part.
Since Jim-Jim has arrived, date night has been a distant memory except for that rare occassion when a miracle happens. We are lucky in that Jim-Jim consistently goes to sleep at 7:30pm so there's plenty of time for us to hang out after he goes to bed, but leaving the house is a rarity. Last night was supposed to be one of those rare nights. We bought concert tickets including valet parking (when Jim organizes something, he does it right:), and we arranged a babysitter to watch Jim-Jim.
Jim-Jim had alternate plans. This is a snippet of what Jim-Jim was acting like after he woke up from a nap.
Heartbreaking, isn't it? It was a triple threat: growing, teething, and a runny nose. We couldn't in good conscience send him off to a babysitter to handle him when we haven't even had to endure a night like this ourselves! We kept giving ourselves an ultimatum. "If Jim-Jim is better by 5:30pm, we'll go to the concert." That moment passed. "Okay, if Jim-Jim is better by 5:45pm, we'll go." That moment passed as well. We finally called the babysitter who was able to take the tickets off our hands, and we stayed home with our little Mann. We were back to grabbing dinner and watching a movie in our skivvies. An oldie but a goodie!
3 comments:
You're not alone! Our date nights are on Thursdays and always involve dinner and a movie in PJ's. Call me a bum, but I can't imagine anything better. (It could have something to do with the fact that I am getting so big that even maternity clothes are uncomfortable. What's up with that?!)
Were you gonna go see the Old 97s? Random guess...they were playing at Nokia last eve.
Awe, that video was terribly heartbreaking! I even choked up a little. Sweet boy. I hope he's feeling better! We got a babysitter for the 1st time a couple of weeks ago so that we could go to dinner and a movie for Dusty's bday/our 2 yr ann. but by the time the movie was over, I was a DISASTER. Since I stay home with him as a career, I learned how much it hurts for me to be so far away from him for so long. I'm missing him terribly right now because he's been in bed for 5 hours!!! I need a life other than my son..... Haha.
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