Date Night

It's almost 2:00 a.m. and I just got home from one of the BEST dates in my life, and yes, it was with my husband! This is something we just don't do enough!

We started out by being smart, although I didn't think it was necessary, he ordered a taxi to take us to dinner. (Yes, I know, it should have been a limo!--LOL)

We went to the downtown area where we live, and I would tell you but maybe the Manic Haters would find out and come try to kill me--Another LOL, I'm on a roll, or a buzz, or whatever!

So, we go for a before-dinner drink and I have an AWESOME caramel apple SKYY vodka martini and get a nice buzz right away because, gee, I forgot to eat today, except for some granola and yogurt at 10:00 a.m. and then my VENTICAFFEVANILLAFRAPLIGHTWITHATINYBITOFWHIP and the pink and yellow seasonal smiling face cookie I had for lunch. So, happy buzz, and then we head to dinner at Catch 35--terrific atmosphere, great food, and even fun conversations with our server, the couple next to us (who, it turns out, knows a couple of our neighbors!).

We had a GREAT bottle of wine, called... hmmm... let me think... it was a Chardonnay, and called Kenner or something like that... it's fermented in a SILVER bin, rather than an oak thingy, so there's not that woodsy aftertaste, but a glass does cost freaking $14... but hey, we splurged cuz Mom was babysitting so that saved us about $50 right there. Anyway, this is what we ate:

Shared: mozzarella and beefsteak tomato salad.
Crab bisque
Awesome sourdough bread
Crabcake appetizer...

Then, instead of an entree, I got Schezwan scallops that ROCKED, and it was an appetizer, and I also got another order of the crabcake appetizer with extra roumelade sauce. Completely ROCKED!

Didn't do dessert, but went to Club Two-Nine and had a STARBUCKS EXPRESSO martini, and we saw these two guys that were so gay, but nice looking and they bought us Cherry Bomb Shots--which are Red Bull and Cherry Vodka shots----so good, except now that I think about it, they actually taste like cherry Tylenol or Nyquil. So, the gay guys bought us shots--probably cuz they thought Hubby was cute.

Next up, we were totally on the verge of going home... UNTIL...

We go to the bar where I did that terrible thing with the twenty-three year old (ALMOST) way back in Feb (go to archives in Feb for the dirt)... and we get to that bar, and I tell Hubby--"This is right where I was hanging on that kid!" No biggie, we are totally together and honest with one another and I love him completely for it.

So, we go to Club Mama LuLu's where they're playing '70s and '80s music. These are the songs I request and the songs they played:

Dancing Queen
Groove Is In The Heart
INXS something or the other
BoDean--Closer to Free
New Order--Bizarre Love Triangle AND Blue Monday
Love Shack--B52s
They also played Like A Prayer by Madonna, circa 1988 (Shar and Sue and Sandi remember it well, and there's even a video out there somewhere!)

It rocked and we were dancing all night. Fortunately for me, I stopped drinking except for a few sips of Hub's beer.

THEN--
I see this girl who looks familiar so I'm like, "Hey, is your name Maria Crixxx?" She looks at me like I'm a freak. I say, "We went to high school together--D.G. North" and tell her my maiden name. Still Blank look but she fakes it like she remembers me, but I remember more than she does. (I must have done fewer drugs in high school!)

So whatever, no biggie, but I had told Hubby we would see someone we knew out tonight.

THEN... all of a sudden, the whole place is calling Hubby Frank the Tank from Old School. See, for some reason, Hubby resembles WILL FERREL and that completely cracks me up, but grocery store clerks even ask him if he gets mistaken for Will Ferrel. One time even, one of Hubby's employees' wives met him and she said, "YOU'RE RIGHT HONEY, HE'S TOTALLY WILL FERREL!"

There's like all these cute girls we're hanging out with and their hubbies and EVERYONE in the bar is like, "Your husband is so Will Ferrel." I think they wanted him to streak. Then they're all yelling, "Frank the Tank, Frank the Tank!" Like chanting, and that makes me laugh because I know hubby, and yeah, he's fun, and he's funny, but Will Ferrel... Hmmm. I don't think so!

Then, I'm dancing with a couple fun girls who are also moms and out for a good time, and I see THE GAY GUYS FROM THE PREVIOUS BAR! Turns out these GAY GUYS are POLICE OFFICERS (one is a seargent!) and they are the HETEROSEXUAL HUSBANDS of the girls who I am hanging out with.

So, I tell them, "Oh My God, we saw them at the other bar and Hubby (aka Will Ferrel at this point) and I totally thought THEY WERE GAY!" I even told the one wife that her husband wearing the pink striped shirt was the girl gay guy, and the other guy in the black and white embroidered white trim shirt was the man gay guy!

They cracked up!

We had an absolute blast!

I love being able to go out with my husband, and have fun with him, and watch HIM having fun and clowning around, but thank God, not streaking down the streets!

What a great date night, and even better, Will Ferrel's already passed out so now I can sneak upstairs and not have to worry about saying, "Sorry honey, I have a headache!" (Which maybe wouldn't quite be all that off-base!)