Monday, September 08, 2008

another crash and burn. the husband and i have a heck of a time scheduling a nice night out. we have had a gift certificate to a fancy restaurant since last christmas, and every time we try to use it, something happens.

saturday night we had it all lined up. his brother was going to watch the boys while we had a nice dinner followed by "the dark knight" at the theatre.

but first, the husband needed to help his brother do some sheetrocking.

this meant that we had to take the nasty, rusted, dirty old hunting truck into town for our date so we could pick up sheetrock. not a good start, but no big deal. ahem.

i had reservations for 8:15, thinking that would give them plenty of time to get the job done. the movie didn't start until 9:50 (what is it with these late movie times?). at 9:20, they finished. and no, i didn't blow my lid. i wasn't even mad, because i saw how hard they were working and i really did just want them to get the job done. so i'd already given up on the fancy restaurant once the clock hit 8:20. sigh.

instead, we flew through qdoba, slammed down some tacos (literally, we had 10 minutes to eat). the husband apologetically handed me a bottle of corona with lime to go with my tacos, since i was so looking forward to a killer margarita. anyway, we made it to the movies JUST as the previews ended (bummer, i love previews). but i was still pretty happy, because i'd heard such great things about this movie.

and i really didn't love it. i know. i know. half the planet is raving about it. it was just...too dark. too far-fetched. too many things didn't tie together. i thought heath ledger was great, but the deep voice used by batman about drove me nuts. my husband agreed on all points. especially since tickets to two movies are now $17. cough. choke. sputter. you can tell we haven't been to one outside the $3 theater in awhile.

after the movie, we had to go drag two sleeping kids off the couches and load them into the nasty old rusted out truck and drive home, where the littlest one sweetly crawled into our bed, right between the two of us.

so. that was our much anticipated date night.

fortunately, we still have that gift certificate. and when we use it, i swear we are going to get it right.

5 Comments:

Blogger Karen said...

Aarg. I'm proud of you, buddy. I probably would have blown my top (kind of like I cussed at the kids during the tv show about Billy Graham's wife last night) and really ruined the whole deal. I hope you get a do-over soon.

8:06 AM

 
Blogger bobbione8y said...

hmmm. i guess i have never heard you rave about super heros. i think that is part of the protocol of loving dark knight.

don't go to hancock, that is my advice.

8:07 AM

 
Blogger bobbione8y said...

hmmm.

just read karen's blog, and i LOVE the fact that you yelled at the kids during a show about billy graham's wife. that is REAL life :)

8:08 AM

 
Blogger Karen said...

Anytime you want real, Bob, here I am. I just hope they forget that little episode when they do the show about my life.

4:34 AM

 
Blogger Chris said...

This post made me smile Carey. I love the person you are.

10:02 AM

 

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