Not much has changed - I mean, we still work together, spend all of our time together (barring basketball practice), are best friends, and make snotty comments regarding cheesy advice. BUT. We're also starting to see the beauty of real dates. Because as closely-knit as our life is, with school and family and babies and teenagers and basketball all interwoven into glorious chaos, in spite of the fact that we are almost always together, we are very rarely together alone. It's not like we can just put the tinies to bed and have a quiet evening together... because that's when the teenagers need attention. And it's not like we can send the teenagers off to an activity and have a quiet afternoon together... because that's when the tinies need attention. We have been increasingly amazed at how very possible it is to desperately miss each other when we've technically been together all day.
So we've gradually started going on official DATES with each other... things that require advance planning, things that are slightly more elaborate than leaving the girls with Joey's mom so we can run to a movie before the boys come back from their weekends home. Things like THIS:
And it is amazing. We don't follow any "married people date rules" because, hi, still forced and cheesy! But we plan and we go out and we realize how much we enjoy each other one-on-one, which is somehow different from each other two-on-5-or-6-or-a-basketball-team.
He surprised me with the Pink concert tickets last month, out of the blue, one day when I had been feeling blue, because I've been listening to so much Pink lately. Because Pink is awesome. The concert was this weekend and we made all the boys go home for the weekend and dropped the girls off at Kanga's house for a sleepover and I dug out my red lipstick and sexy boots and we had the most killer date in the history of all married-people time.
We went out to dinner and ate on the patio and were that annoying couple taking pictures of each other...
I ate desert for the first time in like, two months, and it was delicious. And I couldn't finish it. Apparently it is totally possible to lose your sugar tolerance if you don't ever eat sugar.
We thought we were going to be late, but we weren't late at all because there was that whole other band that opened for Pink and they were pretty good.
I got progressively more and more excited...
We took more pictures of ourselves...
THIS HAPPENED AND WAS THE MOST AMAZING SHOW EVER IN THE HISTORY OF EVERYTHING.
AND THEN, we went home without picking up our kids and putting them to bed, had MORE time together, and then got to sleep in very late without any interruptions.
It was unbelievably fun and unbelievably refreshing. It was exactly what we needed. We still can't get over it. So we're big fans of date night, now, but we still won't tell you that you can't talk about your kids when you're on a date.