Well the last time Brandon and I went out on a date alone together was all the way back for anniversary in Sept. I know! GASP!!! Since Brandon has been working 6 days a week and we live so far from our babysitters it's been difficult to get away. I don't do teenage babysitters so we've been stuck here to do creative dating at home usually consisting of one or more of the following, secret take-out food, a shared Betty Crocker Warm Delight, a Red Box movie or an episode or two of Stargate SG-1. Can I just say I look forward to the weekend ALL week because I can't wait to watch Stargate with Brandon. We are still on Season 7 (I know the show finished with Season 10 like a year ago)..
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For the first time since New Year's Day Brandon had a day off besides Sunday this last weekend. We decided to "get away". Get away back home without children that is. I desperately wanted to go to Las Vegas but with the NCAA championships there this year, spring break and the weekend it was impossible to find a hotel room under $100 a night. I checked 20 hotels on and off the strip. We thought about
Jackson, too cold.
Salt Lake, St. George, what's the point?
Seattle, Phoenix, too far.
We tried coming up with another idea all the way until the last minute Thursday but couldn't come up with anything.
So home it was and it was awesome! Thank you mom!
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We drove 1 hour to take our kids to Brandon's mom, our overnight sitter, and drove another hour back home. We stopped at Smith and Edward's together. I have not shopped there in years. Holy cow what a fun store. We ate at The Olive Garden, finished our Easter basket shopping at Walmart and because Brandon LOVES me we bought movie popcorn with LOTS of butter at the theater and took it home to watch movies together. Why break a weekend tradition?
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In the morning we went to breakfast and had plans for more shopping together. As soon as we got out of the car at Denny's Brandon realized for the first time in at least a decade he had locked the keys in the car. Apparently he was so twitterpated with me, his beautiful wife, he became absent minded.
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twitterpated
1)to be completely enamored with someone/something.
2) the flighty exciting feeling you get when you think about/see the object of your affection.
3) romantically excited
4) the ever increasing acceleration of heartbeat and body temperature as a result of being engulfed amidst the exhilaration and joy of being/having a romantic entity in someone's life.
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What could we do? Well, we laughed and decided to go in and eat our breakfast. We started to think of people who could help us in our predicament. We called my dad. He couldn't help for several hours. Everyone else was too far away. Then Brandon had an epiphany! He had a student exactly 1 block away who worked at a mechanic/tire place. He called a flight student we affectionately refer to as "Dan the Man." Dan was getting off work at noon and had a tool instead of a hanger and was happy to help us! PHEW!
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We ate our breakfast and talked and talked and talked. That is what Brandon and I have always done best for 16 years. We reflected on our faith, our kids, our life, what we wanted to be when we grow up. . .
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As it got closer to noon we left the restaurant and waited outside. We must have been quite a sight. There we sat the two of us on a big cement barrier separating Denny's parking lot from the business establishment next door. As we sat there dangling our legs we bonked shoulders over and over as we talked and talked and talked. This time we talked about how some couples would have been really bothered by the locked keys in the car. It could have caused a fight or mean sarcastic comments or something else. Instead we laughed about the time I did it 3 times in one day. As we sat there we tried to remember the last time we were mad at each other. The only date we could come up with was Feb 13 of last year, 2008. We think we may have had a disagreement since then but can't remember when or what. We decided that is a great thing. :) We talked about how spouses take on character traits of the other spouse. How I used to be much stronger willed and now I'm much more laid back like Brandon. We decided that too is a great thing. :) I remember something President Hinckley said in a talk during a General Conference a few years ago he said he and Marjorie had NEVER had one major fight or quarrel. That their marriage had been ideal. I remember hearing that thinking, "That's us!!!" I often hear people talk about how marriage has it's ups and down, ebs and flows. While life in general has had ups and downs our marriage never has. I know that sounds like a total lie but I promise it is true. Now we are by far not perfect people but we get along really well. Anyway back to the story. . .As we sat there both of us commented on how much we say, "I love you." It just spills out of our mouths, all day, every day. We don't even think about it. It just comes out. And that's when I got my idea. I decided to count how many times we say "I love you" in one day, from the time we wake up to the time we go to bed.
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So it started yesterday morning my I Love You Project and the result is 31. I quietly kept track all day long and "I love you" #31 was said as we both drifted off to sleep. Now I'm not any sort of relationship expert and my experiment is by no means official or scientific but I'm thinking 31 is a pretty good number.
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Post edit:
At approximately 12:30pm Saturday we got back into our car and our weekend date resumed! Just in case you were wondering. :)
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