A couple of weeks ago we received a sweet little note in the mail from my Mom and Dad...
They had included a check to enjoy a night out on the town together.
Can they seriously be any sweeter? I don't think so.
So, last weekend, when Ben had a Golden Weekend (Friday night through Sunday off; no pager), we decided to hit the town and celebrate our last date night sans babysitter.
After snoozing in all day (glorious!) we got dressed up in our finest attire...
I may look totally normal in the picture above, but I was hiding a pretty sassy bump underneath...
I even whipped out my one of my favorite pairs of heels for the night...
Once we were lookin' fine and dandy, we loaded into Ben's truck, cranked up some tunes, and headed off on our merry way.
Our original plan was dinner and a movie, but a 55 minute wait put the plan into reversal which was fine by me since it meant ultra-buttery movie popcorn and a box of Bunch-A-Crunch to keep my preggo tummy from growling.
Ben was a sweetheart and let me choose the movie...
Of course, as a theatre major I felt obligated to choose...
Ben's Thoughts: "That was a lot of singing. Even for a musical."
My Thoughts: I'm glad I saw it in the theatre on the big screen. I don't think I would have enjoyed it as much on a regular sized TV. Also, Anne Hathaway and Hugh Jackman were both fantastic. Russel Crowe however could use a few more voice lessons - I thought he sounded like a tugboat. Overall, well done.
Sidenote #1: Have I ever mentioned how Hugh Jackman and I are basically old best friends?
When I was in high school I was one of six international officers for the International Thespian Society. In September each year, they go to New York for a board meeting and to volunteer at the Broadway Cares Flea Market. Anyway, after we were done working the flea market one of our representatives offered to give us a tour of The Boy from Oz which had just done its two week premier. The final show of the day had just come to an end so as we were walking around backstage all of the actors were hustling out the door. Apparently, Hugh had already left because he was in a rush to go see his family (nice guy). So, I was making a fool of myself as usual and doing a little dance up and down the piano stairs (fast forward to 1:30), when in walks who of all people? Yup. You guessed it. Wolverine! I had just reached the bottom step complete with some jazz hands and pretty much froze in embarrassment. Anyway, long story short he had heard that we were in the building and wanted to thank us for all that we do. Best part about it, as he said all of this, he did it with his arm around me, my little then blonde head just nestled into his sweaty Broadway armpit. My 18 year old heart was in heaven! I've got a picture of it somewhere...I'll have to post it one day.
Sidenote #2: I quickly regretted the Diet Coke that I had chugged to tame my thirst after devouring the bucket of popcorn when our little gal decided to use my bladder as a trampoline. I'll never forget the looks on the faces of the young men that I had to squeeeeeze by to make it to the aisle. I'm pretty sure they were gay anyway, but if they weren't they probably are now.
Okay, back to my main man and our wild evening ;o)
After the movie, we headed to the Olive Garden and stuffed our faces until we were so full that we couldn't take it anymore. You would have thought that we'd be full after our movie treats, but oh boy were you wrong!
It. Was. Awesome.
And I'm not just talking about the food. Date nights with Ben are the best because he really treats them like dates. He asks me all kinds of random questions and we always somehow manage to talk about things that we've never talked about before which seems impossible. Of course, it goes without saying that we spent a huge part of dinner talking about how excited we are for our little gal to be here. We took guesses on what she'd look like and fantasized about all of the things that we are going to do with her as she grows up. It was pretty darn sweet!
When we got home the fun wasn't over yet. However, the heels did come off immediately and were replaced by comfy sweats and fluffy socks...
We spent the rest of the night just cuddling on the couch, enjoying some Christmas chocolates, watching TV, and snuggling with our Trudesters.
And of course, we called my Mom and Dad to give them a huge thanks for sponsoring our last baby-sitterless date night. :o)
Overall, it a wonderful way to celebrate the end of these last nine months and the beginning of this wonderful journey that we're about to start. Okay, I better end this before I get all sappy and weepy (preggo hormones are in full swing these days).
Over and Out,