S.O.: "I dunno. Anything on the PVR?"I still remember meeting up with the girls at 9:00. The night had just begun. These days I'm lucky if I manage to brush my teeth with toothpaste instead of Tiger Balm that late at night.
You: "Ah... ya. Two episodes of Dr. Oz. and three of Oprah."
S.O.: "VETO! Anything on the tube right now?"
You: "Lemme see. The Bachelor, Jersey Shore, Kate Plus 8, reruns of Baywatch..."
S.O.: "Ooooh, Bayw.."
(or if your SO is a she: "Ooooh, The Bache...")
S.O.: "O-kay. You wanna watch a movie?"
You: "Ya we could, but it's... like... almost 9:00."
S.O.: "You wanna just go to bed?"
You: "Sounds like a plan."
Hubby and I get so excited these days about things like date night. A chance to get away from the PVR and act like real adults - out in the world, livin' life like there's no tomorrow. Throwing caution to the wind! Staying up all night! About once a month we hire a sitter, get dressed to the nines and head out on the town. We're pretty proud of ourselves for being out of the house past 9 o'clock. This rocks! We should do this every weekend! Come 10 o'clock though, we are yawning into our wine glasses, thinking about being pounced on at 5:00 am, and we start to sing a different tune: "Wanna go after this set? Get a decent sleep before junior wakes up?"
Me: "Sounds like a plan. Thanks for a great night out."
Spouse: "You're welcome. I had a great time."
Me: "It may only be 10 o'clock, but we still rock."
Spouse: "Ya, we do!"
Me: "So, who gets to sleep in tomorrow?"
Spouse: "Rock, paper, scissors?"
Me: "Deal. 1... 2..."