Date Night!

That's right, we got to go on a date, all by ourselves! We don't usually do the Valentine's day thing, but we had both sets of grandparents ask to take the kids. So we took one of them up on the offer and went on our merry way. We arrive at desired restaurant, only to find a 40 minute wait and no other (decent) restaurants nearby to switch to. So we got our buzzer thing, went to a nearby baby boutique, and found Olivia a darling dress for this summer at a killer deal. Our buzzer went off, so it was time to go to our table. Turns out our table was in the back 40, not kidding. We were seated in the sealed in porch area with heat lamps as a heat source, and let me remind you that it is less than 20 degrees out this night. Oh well, I had an awesome cherry margarita, that brought back memories of summer, Rob enjoyed some good quality beer, and the food was EXCELLENT!

Poor Rob-Funny Story

So Rob took Ryan to school this morning, and returned home about 15-20 minutes after he left. Which is the normal routine. Except, after I heard him pull in to the driveway, I did not hear him come into the house. I looked out the side window in our kitchen, where I can see our vehicles, but not if there is anybody parked behind them...unless I really crank my neck. So, I peek outside and he's sitting in my vehicle still, looking through stuff. I figure his fav song had been playing and he was rocking out or something. 5 more minutes go by and he is still out there. I wanted to see what the hell he was doing, so I go bounding out with no bra, tank top and crazy everywhere bedhead. Didn't really think much of it, because Rob sees me like this every day. Until I notice the POLICE car sitting at the end of the driveway!! I start kind of laughing, because I realize how I must look, and he immediately gets out of his car, it then turns into a nervous laugh. All he did was assure me that Rob was in no trouble, and I could tell he was stifling a laugh. He talks to Rob in confidence, to where I could not hear what was going on, so I go back in the house. Turns out, Rob rolled the stop sign before turning into our cul de sac, and then he could not find my envelope with my insurance and registration. The cop found everything on file and said to keep it in a better place, and let him go without a ticket. He, of course, did not find it quite as amusing as I did. :)