Friday, June 27, 2008
Kickin' It Old Skool for Date Night
If the weather holds, "date night" will include Johnny's Lunch, miniature golf and ice cream tonight. I haven't relived this quintessential high school kind of date since, well, high school. All that will be missing is the awkward fumbling in the front seat of a car afterwards. Ahhh, the benefits of being married and owning a house.
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2 comments:
The backseat is definitely more amendable to fumbling around. After all...no steering wheel. Or horn.
Um... Not like I would have any embarassing stories about that.
Really. I don't.
Stop looking at me like that.
...so the awkward fumbling would occur in the house instead?
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