Gen - Date Night In
I think the last time Dalton and I went out on a date was back in June. We went to see Dunkirk at the movie theater. We got popcorn. We held hands. We looked in each other’s eyes. It was magical.
The downside of this domestic baby bliss we’re currently enjoying is that date nights out- alone- just don’t happen very often. That’s why we try to have date nights in as often as possible after Patchy falls asleep. In order to distinguish these from every other night (popcorn and The Office ftw), we try to plan out the evening a little.
One of our favorite date nights involves board games, a cheese board, and wine. That’s pretty much all there is to it. I’m not breaking the mold with this idea, but it’s worth mentioning because it’s always a good time. Trivial Pursuit is our go-to game, but I like to smoke Dalton in Battleship and Trouble too. I have my eye on this game to add to the rotation, and my birthday is coming up, so…
I was going to try to jazz up this date night post with a recommendation that you and your partner could attempt to stick to a budget (say $20) for the entire cheese and wine spread. It would be fun, I thought, to try to find the cheese and crackers and olives etc. which would fit into that budget. Like a game!
Then we actually tried to do this. It started off great. We had a cheapie wine from Trader Joe’s ($2.99), some olives and grainy mustard already in the fridge (free!) and we found some great cheese varieties from our local grocery store in the deli section. Then we went to look at crackers. Why are crackers so expensive? They’re just flour and water and a pinch of salt. Crackers would have taken us over budget by twenty cents, no matter what type we chose. So we picked the large variety pack and forgot the budget. That was way more fun, and since we were now budget-free, we got ice cream too!
We put Patrick to bed, and then Dalton and I settled down with our cheese and wine and expensive crackers. We looked in each other’s eyes, and Dalton said, “This is the best life.” We toasted, and I smoked him in Trivial Pursuit. It was a perfect night. I recommend it.
Kat - Extroverted/Extra Tipsy Date Night
Okay, so one of my favorite types of date nights is probably only enjoyable for people who are extroverts or who can become extroverts with a few shots of tequila or a quantifiable amount of Abita Andygator. However, whether you like it or not, this type of date is what brought Jonathan and me together, and this will continue to be one of the things we plan for the most when we pretend like we’ll actually have time and resources (read: babysitters) to go out on a date and have a night on the town.
One word, four syllables: Karaoke. The weekend after our first date, Jonathan and I spent a whole day together spontaneously, and we still talk about how much fun that day was. It included all-you-can-eat crawfish, real Italian ice cream, deep conversation, Jonathan walking in on someone pooping in the port-a-potty, and the two of us holding hands for the first time. The night finished with karaoke. Earlier in the day, Jonathan told me about a bar he went to with med school friends some years before, and I thought it sounded reeeeeeally sketchy, not to mention 100% out of my comfort zone (I had only tried karaoke once before, and it was one of the most embarrassing times of my life; it involved Britney Spears’ “Crazy,” and that’s, I feel, all I need to say). But because we were having such a good time and I didn’t want the day to end, I gave in, and before I knew it he was holding a microphone and singing Lionel Richie’s “Hello” right in front of me and making his rounds among the rest of the members of his “audience.” I thought he was hilarious. I still do; to this day, watching him do karaoke is one of my favorite things to do. The way he just makes a fool out of himself to make people laugh or to show people how to loosen up is one of my favorite traits about him.
Anyway, since that night, I can’t count how many times we’ve gone to do karaoke together. Whenever someone visits New Orleans, we take him/her to karaoke. When someone gets married, we go to karaoke for the bachelor/bachelorette party. We went when our favorite DJ at our regular karaoke spot was moving to Michigan and it was his last night there. Jonathan’s brother, the priest at our wedding, even included karaoke as a part of his homily for our wedding Mass. Needless to say, we love it because it brings us together, it brings people we know and people we don’t know together, and that’s one of our favorite parts about each other. We both love that the other person knows how to make someone feel comfortable, regardless of whether or not we have anything in common. I can’t even begin to describe to you the crazy types of people we’ve met while karaoke-ing (or the number of them who have offered to buy Jonathan drinks, guys and girls). But we love it because we become proud of each other all over again. We get to think to ourselves or even tell the stranger next to us, “That’s my husband,” or, “That’s my wife,” and, in my opinion, there’s nothing more romantic than that.
So if you have the time (and the babysitter), grab some dinner (or even skip that part—it makes the drinks work better), buy a few rounds of tequila shots, sign up for your favorite Mariah Carey song, and fall in love all over again.