Date Night

Tonight our son spent the evening at a friend's house, so Jeff and I found ourselves alone after school for the second week in a row. (This is becoming a habit, it seems.) We decided dinner and a movie would be a good way to end the long work week, and did a quick search for shows in the area. We found a matinee-priced showing of The Town starting within 15 minutes at a nearby theater. So, although we were both a little peckish, we opted for the movie first. I have to say, it was sort of strange hitting a theater on Friday afternoon without tall, dark, and hungry. We walked in just as the previews began, so we decided to forego any drinks or snacks (which saved us a bundle).

Following the movie (which, though it wasn't really what we expected was quite good), we decided dinner was in order. Now, I don't know about you, but loud restaurants on Friday nights are not really our thing. Still we were willing to continue with the date night theme and pick up some food. We plopped ourselves on a bench outside the theater and fired up the phones looking for nearby eateries, but (much to our chagrin) came up with very little of interest. Everything seems to be a standard-fare chain store. After about ten minutes of debate, we did the unthinkable. We came home.

Once here, we tossed some bread sticks in the oven, boiled some pasta and opened a jar of sauce. In reality, the dinner was probably far better than anything we could have eaten for a reasonable price (though I must admit I was tempted by the thought of fish tacos which aren't Jeff's favorite). Thus, even when we have the opportunity to spend the evening out on the town, we wind up at our own table enjoying the calm quiet of home. I guess we've been married too long (or maybe not).