the big date, food, my weekend, the whole nine yards…
Well, for our anniversary we were understated as usual. We finally compromised on dinner; I wanted Chinese, which he despises, but other than that he had no preference. At the suggestion of Pizza Delight, we both went, “Aha!”. He had a New York style deli lover’s delight pizza, and I had a donair with Caesar salad on the side. We also had some cheesy garlic fingers.
The night was wasting away quickly, so instead of going to the local Christian bookstore for a mini-spree, we high-tailed it right over to the movie theater. We had decided on the drive in what to see, and after paying $11 for the two of us to get in, and a staggering amount for the popcorn, (I was pleased to see the assorted seasonings & cheeses to sprinkle on my corn, but flew by too fast to get some. Besides, why add more fat?), we slid in just in time to see only two trailers.
Ron picked a seat for us somewhere between the middle and the front row, which I was surprised at. He’s a back-row kinda guy, and plus, I was hoping to get some old-fashioned necking in. We’re getting too old to be gawked at by strangers.
We saw The Whole Nine Yards. We wanted to see something funny, yet adventurous, maybe with a little romance thrown in for good measure. I usually enjoy Bruce Willis movies, and this was no exception. We laughed and laughed. Matthew Leblanc is adorable when he’s in love, and he didn’t lay too heavy on the physical comedy. So it was money well spent.
Saturday it seemed like we were never home. yeah, i know I skipped Friday, but it was the same old thing.
There was a stamp show, of all things, and since Sarah had recently decided to start collecting stamps, we went. Meaghan had started stamp collecting too, but only because Sarah was. My maternal instinct about this was true, because after one quick glance around the room Meg was ready to go home. The show was held in a Forest Ranger school, so Addison spent a lot of the time in the halls looking at exhibits of sick trees and ancient chain saws.
I learned a couple things. One, there are some stamp errors that are far too common to worry about, like the stamp we had that had been printed too close to the edge. Two, that you don’t need to buy an empty stamp book. You can get ones with stamps already in them! I got a really small pocket size one for $2, which Addison claimed, a large one with maybe a dozen pages that was brand new and empty for Meaghan for $8 (she didn’t want any of those ol’ stamps), and a similar one for Sarah that was chock full of stamps with many doubles for only $4 more. Three, that sometimes you have to be really really patient with your kids when one of them has a hobby that doesn’t interest you at all.
Saturday night the kids were invited to a youth rally, but Duane only had room for one kid, so of course I offered to drive them up. At the time, I wanted to have a fun night as well. By the time I spent all morning in town, got the groceries, drove all the way home, put all the groceries away, cooked lunch and ate it, it was almost time to leave again. The rally was a 1 1/2 hour drive away. I had to meet Duane and follow his little car all the way up there. I had a little bit of a headache, so I sat in the back row with a bunch of teenagers I know and Addison. He kept scopin’ out the babes. *sigh* At least he was mostly looking at their faces. Much to the children’s delight, they even served food afterwards. It doesn’t matter what kind of food, my kids will eat practically anything. i heard the pastor there telling Duane that “tube steak” was just a way of making hot dogs sound fancy. I also had a bit of fun with Duane by telling him I was mad at him. I finally explained it was the way he wrote the information on the cheque stubs for the church’s account. I need to read and understand them now that I do his books for him.
After the long dark drive home, in which the kids didn’t really go to sleep, the last thing I remember was the clock saying 11:44. I didn’t even read for a few minutes. The next thing I knew it was 7:14. I was certainly disgusted with myself for waking so early, since technically I didn’t have to get out of bed until nine. That gave me an hour to throw myself, three kids and husband together for presentability at church. Since we go to both services, we bring lunch, so I had to make that too. Tuna casserole, just so you know. I don’t think I need to tell you how to throw that together.
It was nice to be able to sit and enjoy the service instead of dealing with a room full of screaming children. For one, there’s less kids here than at the old church. I don’t really have to hurry for anything wither, since once we’re there, we are there for a good long while.
I just got off the phone with my mother. She’s taking me, the kids, my grandparents, her parents, her boyfriend, my father and aunt, my brother, all out for dinner. When she said “Yeah, next Saturday!” I was taken aback for a moment. Somehow I was still thinking my birthday was still two weeks away! Eeeek! It’s only 9 days away! When did this happen?
She also wanted to know if I wanted anything “special” for the big day.
Yeah, how about everyone forgetting how old I am?
Side note:
Supper tonight was divine! I had a craving for fish and stuffing, so I made something I remember from my childhood.
Roll up a fish fillet, with a strip of bacon on the bottom, around a scoop of stuffing. Bake and enjoy.
