Date Nite…a "quickie"
I don’t do this enough….or hardly at all for that matter.
My husband and I got a babysitter tonight for a few hours so we could have a belated Valentine’s dinner out. It was lovely. We had French food in an adult restaurant, complete with candlelight and white zinfandel. The roast duck was delectable. The service was impeccable. And, Seth wasn’t there. He tugged at my heart strings as we left the door, as he asked why he couldn’t come. But, once there, it reminded me of how important a date night is.
I hated to see it end.
I told my husband to drive slowly on the way home. Though, I did want to get home in time to watch the Oscar’s.
We definitely need to make a point of some alone time.