A Date

My brother, the older of the two, called me and asked if he and his wife could take our kids for an evening this week.
Um, yes.
Yes, you can.
We don't go out very often and I'm not entirely sure we've been out together since our anniversary - in December. Which is really sad. But this offer coincided with the new Batman movie being out and so we decided to make a break for it and partake in this summer's big event. And it wasn't disappointing. I am, however, fuh-reaked out. Pretty bad.
I'm kind of wussy about that sort of stuff. I like little indie films and I don't even mind subtitles. I like good stories and big laughs in my movies. And I went through an action movie phase in my mid-twenties, but I got over it. But Chris has really been wanting to see this one and my other brother and his wife gave it rave reviews last weekend. So we went to see it.
I sat in my seat, hardly breathing, throughout most of the film. I squeezed my eyes shut and clawed into my husband's forearms with my newly-trimmed fingernails and uncomfortably switched my crossed legs from left to right and back again. And in the end, it was so good and I was so relieved that it was over that I almost cried. And all Chris has been able to say since we left the theatre was that it took the franchise to a "whole new level." I think he means he really liked it too. He's a man of few words (which is good, because I have so many words).
Scary movie and weeks of nightmares aside, it was so nice to go out to dinner together and talk about our days and I even wore my cute new shoes.
Oh, and the kids had a lot of fun too. More fun than they ever have during an evening at home, to be sure!

DAILY BLISS: Chick-fil-a unsweet iced tea, a big one, just when I needed it most