You know you need a date with your husband when…
posted in Uncategorized |…you try–very, very hard–to remember the last time you had a “date”. Y’know, the two of you together, alone, at, say, a restaurant or theater or the movies.
I’m thinkin’ here.
…
Hold on, there, I’m still thinkin’.
…
Hm.
<crickets chirping>
(You also know you need a date when you address each other as “Mama” and “Daddy”. That’s sad.)
I do remember an anniversary dinner at Chez Marc’s, before Chez Marc went out of business. It was awesome. It was dreadfully expensive, but well worth it. A thirty-dollar bottle of wine. An eight-dollar creme brulee. A filet mignon with bleu cheese. Yum. I’m drooling just thinking of it. I am not drooling at the memory of the check.
The problem is, I can’t place which anniversary it was. It wasn’t this last one, or the one before–both of those were spent dealing with a sick child.
Ahah! I remember when my last date with OmegaDad was! It was two-and-a-half years ago! On our anniversary! We had dinner at the Bent Street Cafe in Taos, New Mexico.
Good lord. That’s a long time.
Okay, wait a minute. We’ve had at least two since then, because I distinctly remember contacting Miss Beth (one of OmegaDotter’s former teachers) and paying her so that OmegaDad and I could be alone. But. But. Those “dates” consisted of OmegaDad and I looking at each other once we were alone in the house, saying, “We’re alone!” and then doing what any red-blooded, passionately loving partners would do in that situation:
We sat on the futon watching grown-up movies.
And not that kind of grown-up movies, either, alas. Movies that aren’t cartoons. Movies that don’t have princesses. Movies that don’t feature horses, or barns burning down.
But that’s it. I also think we took naps. It was blissful. It was quiet. But these sure weren’t real “dates”.
Sigh.
Maybe this year we’ll finally check out the restaurant that replaced Chez Marc, years ago…
What brought all this up? Julie, over at The Ravin’ Picture Maven, pointed out a CONTEST. The prize of which is–get this!–MONEY! For the sole and lone purpose of GOING ON A DATE with your spouse. What a concept!
This contest is sponsored by marriage.eharmony.com and The Parent Bloggers Network. Go check them out, enter yourself. But I’m tellin’ ya, the OmegaSpouses need some alone time, so I’d better win!
