Last night I went on a real date with my husband. I don't think we have done that since last year. Sure, we date often, meaning we watch movies together on the couch and we spend lots of time alone talking and even do house projects. All kidless stuff. All done in our house though. It's hard to get out with three small kids because infants can be fussy, bedtimes can be challenging and mealtimes are even worse!! I like going to the temple with him too, but honestly, we aren't really alone together, getting to know each other like a date should be.
So! We asked our houseguest, his mom, to watch them for us. Gramma time is always good, right? But, I had no plan. We actually had to go upstairs and decide what we'd do. And we already ate.
We went to the "Edmonton strip", whyte avenue. It's great to see the cool businesses and young club hoppers and drunkards and homeless people all mixed together. We held hands and walked. It was probably -10 though, so we warmed up inside a bookstore. Ended up each buying a book! Then walked some more and had a coffee shop date. Sat in a booth and chatted. About serious stuff, old memories, work, my miscarriage, the kids a little, people watching, just whatever. When we do it at home we are often also attached to a screen of some sort so the convo can be one sided or shallow.
I absolutely love my hubby. I love him because of what he's done with his life, his personality, faith, charm, good looks, and best of all, he talks to me with ease!! I'm not afraid to disagree with him and vice versa. I can tell when he is really passionate about something. He is honest. In this world guys like him are hard to find. I wish that we could have "real" dates more often. We just are last minute planners.
I feel refreshed. I feel young. I feel valued.
I am so grateful that I'm not on whyte avenue as frequently as many others we saw-wealthy or not. My life is wonderful with a loving caring husband, and three well behaved children to take care of daily. I'm fulfilled.
