A few weeks ago, my husband and I attended a happy hour with some friends of mine from work. It was just a restaurant/bar on a Friday night, and we hung out for a while.
The evening was winding down and people had started leaving. M and I had scheduled a "date night" for that Friday night (but wound up scratching dinner for the happy hour - cuz booze for dinner makes the whole day better!)
A little background: Our "date nights" include a nice dinner out somewhere,
then spending around an hour at the grocery store.
We get the groceries and head home where we
both help carry in and put the groceries away
and it works out well.
I hate going by myself, and he doesn't like to go at all...
so we both compromise.
While at dinner on "date night" we make a list of all the meals
we'll have for the next two weeks.
We talk about what's going on, upcoming plans,
and who's going to be home for dinner when.
It's a good communication thing.
Oh... and we save money.
So before we left the happy hour, we agreed the trip to the grocery store was still on. So I pulled out some scrap paper and a pen and we started making the two week list. Talking about dinners and what's going on, and making the grocery list as we went along.
Now, more than a month later, my friends won't let me live it down. Especially for doing that at HAPPY HOUR - *gasp* of all places! Whatever. Leave me alone.
It works for M and I... what's wrong with that? I guess they're all just jealous cuz they're single and eat whatever fast food has the shortest drive thru lineup as they're passing by.