Thursday night we took a walk on the wild side.
We dusted off our spontaneity, left our Red Cross Certified Babysitter in charge, and headed out the door at the unthinkable hour of 7:57 (p.m., that is). I know. On a week night, to boot. It’s the rebel in us.
It was hot date night at Barnes & Noble. Not officially, or anything. But anytime you see our faces in public after eight, it’s hot, and it’s a date.
The conversation was riveting right off the bat – you know, like how we need to update our wills since Captain Adorable joined our cast of characters. Somehow date night always goes back to the kids.
We regrouped and hastily moved on to the intensely romantic portion of the rendezvous. First, we got our inaugural taste of fall with decaf pumpkin spice lattes (of course, decaf – we turn into pumpkins promptly at 10:00). Then he gathered up a stack of financial periodicals while I amassed a pile of decorating magazines, and we read them. Separately…and silently. Cupid could not have arranged a better date.
We were home by 9:30.
Oh, yeah. Livin’ La Vida Mocha!
You must have a bigger sense of adventure than us. What’s the zaniest outing you’ve been on lately?