Saturday night, Eric and I went out for the first time since Zane was born six weeks ago. We'd been looking forward to our date for several days. We tested a bottle on Zane Saturday afternoon and were pleased that he would take it. A night ALONE!!!!
So, we get dressed up. I'm in the mood for quiet and romantic. Mr. Practical is in the mood to spend the gift certificate we received at the local Chinese Buffet. I know I can get an actual menu at this particular Chinese place, but, it's not exactly romantic. And, it's about 3 minutes from home. Call me weird, but if we get a night out alone, I want to get OUT of town!
So, we compromise. There's another Chinese place about an half-hour away. It has a buffet, also, but though I've only been there once, I recalled that the surroundings were nicer. Plus, I should still be able to order off a menu and get waited on.
So, off we go. We arrive at the aforementioned restaurant. It's crowded. We are not seated in the formerly recalled "nice area." We are led to the back - not so nice. Our drink orders are taken; then we are told to "help yourselves." No menu. No relaxation. No soft music. No romantic atmosphere.
There were tears. Not many. I tried hard not to just break down and sob. I knew it was silly. But, I felt a bit silly dressing up to go to a buffet - a place where little kids add their special touch to all the food by sneezing and coughing all over it. Just like home.
If we had gone to the restaurant Eric originally suggested, we would have at least had a menu and it would have been free! But, my sweet husband was kind enough not to mention that.
There's a missionary lady in Africa reading this right now thinking that she'd give anything to go on a date with her husband. I do realize how blessed I am. That's why on Saturday night, I realized how ridiculous I was being and knew that the most important thing was that I was spending time with my beloved. Did I want to gripe about not getting my way or have a wonderful time talking and laughing with my husband?
We talked. We laughed. We had a pretty tasty dinner, too.
We then went to a media store and had fun looking at cameras. Next, it was on to the grocery store to get a couple of things for the fellowship we were having Sunday. I know it's crazy, but I LOVE going to the grocery store with Eric. We always have such a great time laughing at silly things. I love for people to see how much in love we are and that old married people can still have a good time.
On to the coffee shop he promised to take me to. On the way, our car started to make weird noises and acting in a way a car ought not to act! We got to the parking lot of my favorite coffee shop. That's as far as we got. We never went in. Nope. Once we turned off the car, it wouldn't turn back on. Long story short, we got someone to jump the battery, figured it would be smarter to head right home, got on the road and had trouble again. We prayed our way down the busy 4 lane street on which we were "blessed" to hit EVERY red light! Had to turn into a parking lot and the car immediately quit on us. Went to an auto store and paid $alot.00 for a new battery, just hoping it would get us home.
Again, if we had followed Eric's original plans, we would have been 3 minutes from home and could have taken care of things a lot more easily and inexpensively. But, again, my darling didn't mention this.
An hour or more later, we started for home. We decided to go to the Tim Horton's in town - that way we could have our coffee, but not be far from home if the car gave us trouble again. Eric was feeling bad about the "poor" date it turned out to be. I had already been thinking about it. I did not have a terrible time. I had fun. I told him that when we were dating, I didn't care where we were, as long as I was with him. I feel the same now. We were together. We had no children to interrupt us (though we love our kids). It was memorable, and isn't marriage about making memories?
"In EVERYTHING give thanks, for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you." I'm thankful that I have a husband who wants to take me out. I'm thankful that the car died while we were together instead of on me when I was alone. I'm thankful that we could laugh through the whole thing!
However, I think the next time, we'll go to the local chinese restaurant!