Tonight that changed. Tonight, Maw Maw heard our cries for help and took our little shmoopey for the night.
Before we had J we would think of something to do and say to each other " let's do that tomorrow night" and we would. Now we look at each other and say "let's save that for when we turn 50" even if it is bowling. We get so excited about the next time J will be away and start planning that mystical day. Then when the day does approach us, we have planned so many things, we don't know what to do first. Tonight was exactly that.
I spent the whole day thinking of where we could go to dinner and what we could do after. B did the same. So when he came home, we found ourselves sitting in the kitchen, trying to decide what to do with our night of freedom. For 30 minutes.
We decided on dinner and the mall.
Then Walmart for dog food that wouldn't make the dog sick every time she ate.
So much for a wild night. I guess Maw Maw will just have to take him again.
At least we got shoes out of the deal.