So Friday night has been, and always will be our date night. I am very feisty and demanding, which means I often get what I want and date night is an essential part to my happiness, but sweet chicken likes them too. On Thursday I had this plan to surprise him and take him to buy either a tent or a headlamp, two things he has been saying he wants a lot lately. He is not demanding. He isn't big on things, and when he wants something I almost always say yes immediately. (I'M SUCH A SUCKER!) But I had been putting off those things because I thought it would be more exciting to him if it was a present and he didn't think he would get it. So I told him I wanted to try a new recipe that night and to not worry about cooking, (I should have known that was a stupid giveaway, I don't cook and we both know I wouldn't waste my time trying to find a recipe, i'm a keeper obviously ;) but really I was going to take him to IHOP and get him a headlamp or a tent for his big 2 year Mo day! Yay! But he also had a surprise for me and showed up at work and asked to switch cars because he had to go get something. Unfortunately I know the kid so well every time he tries to surprise me I always figure it out and instead of not saying anything (like a good wife would do) I said, "ughhhh you did not borrow Thomas's motorcycle!" Which of course is exactly what we did, and I was mad because I had been trying to surprise him so we were both a little/lot frustrated because we had both been trying to surprise the other one and we each wanted to do our own surprise. We ended up going on the motorcycle ride though and it was lovely up the canyon on our favorite drive. If that isn't a romantic love story I am not sure what is.
Friday we still went on date night even though we already had date night on Thursday and went to Olive Garden afterwards, but I'm telling you people i'm relentless when it comes to date night on Friday, and we went to our very most favorite restaurant and ate way too much and spent way too much money and then went to Al's sporting goods to find a headlamp or a tent. We found a headlamp in what seemed like a really long amount of time to find a flashlight for your head, but Drew liked it. And on the way out I made a major score for only $5 freaking bucks!! Oh yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!
That is me. Obviously fabulous showing how much cooler I am now that my life is complete with a headlamp, mustache and sunglasses that were cheaper than any pair i've ever bought at Ross |
Classic.
Anyway that is just a little update of activities.
Oh! I almost forgot one. quick. thing. Drew told me if I ever get bored at night to wake him up to talk to me (I am not a sleeper so I just lay there a lot) and I never actually take him up on it, but Thursday night I decided to wake him up, in his sleeping slumber he said "is the house on fire?!?" I said no? He then said, "Then why would you wake me up?" (still not fully awake) and I said "Just to talk like you said" he then said very groggily and semi close to what I imagine a drunken grandpa would sound like, "no, no, no more emotions and feelings. I don't wanna do that tonight" Even though I wanted to punch him, I laughed and then squirted him in the face with my water bottle. Which then ensued another conversation I dare not blog about. But it did and continues to make me laugh. What a keeper that one.
Now that is really all!
xoxox
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Megan I love this post sooooo much :) you guys are so cute hahha
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