Tuesday, January 31, 2006

It's About Time

A long time ago (in a galaxy far, far away), I asked my husband to take me out to dinner. His excuse? That we never seem to have the time. Since it's winter, and we're both home ALL THE TIME, I found his reasoning a little lacking. So, I suggested that the next time he finds the TIME to get together with his friends, he skip it and we go out to dinner instead. This was on Saturday afternoon. Saturday afternoon, one week prior to Super Bowl Sunday. Super Bowl Sunday, the day he always goes to a Super Bowl party at his friend's house. A BIG Super Bowl party.

Guess where I went Saturday night?

Really, I shouldn't be too hard on him. One of the things the head injury stole from him was his sense of taste and smell, so going to a restaurant is just not as much fun for him as it used to be. But sometimes you just have to make sacrifices to make your wife happy, right?

Our dinner out was very nice, by the way!

Posted by The Gradual Gardener :: 9:04 AM :: 7 Comments:

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