It was about 2 months ago, when I got the email that Jenn’s favorite band Death Cab For Cutie was coming to Jacksonville in October for their only Florida show. A few years ago when they were in town I dropped the ball only to find the show sold out. I was determined to make up for it this time.
We decided we would make it a Death Cab For Cutie weekend. As you get older these types of events become bigger in scale since they are no longer an every day occurrence. We would get a hotel room and take Teresa and Nolin with us. Teresa would finally get to experience the perks of being a nanny…except in Jacksonville. Friday we would go to the show and then Saturday we spend time on the beaches. It was a perfect plan.
About 4 weeks ago, I got another notice…Death Cab For Cutie added a show the next night in Orlando (if only I had waited)…which would have been a lot easier to arrange, but it didn’t matter because we had already planned a great date night/weekend.
Thursday night we were getting ready, when Teresa decided that the bad weather really wasn’t going to make it fun to drive two and a half hours simply to sit in a hotel room with Nolin (apparently not the travelling nanny perks she had envisioned), so she said they would stay home and we could enjoy ourselves with not only a date night, but a date getaway…this could be fun! Continue reading “Date Night For Cutie”
Friday night, Jenn and I had our first date night post Nolin. Our next door neighbors agreed to watch Nolin for a few hours and we made our way out.
So what are young and fun new parents like us to do during their brief escape from responsibility?
- We could go to a nice romantic dinner for two.
- We could go see a movie (although trying to agree on a movie can sometimes prove more difficult than watching after a 5 week old).
- Maybe we could act like we are 24 again and head downtown for a wild and crazy night.
We chose option 4…go to a political dinner for local government officials and individuals who had served on different boards and commissions during the year. Oh my God…it has finally happened…I have turned into my father. They talk about this happening, but you never actually think it will. It is safe to say that I spent the better part of my angst ridden youth (there really wasn’t too much angst, but I tried) rebelling and trying to be different and here it is…I am now my dad. Well I didn’t see that one coming.
Anyway, we arrived at the dinner and immediately just started laughing at the comedy that was surrounding our night. Our good friend George and his wife Sandra showed up a little later so we felt a little less out-of-place. We found ourselves placed at a table with two other residents who had served on various boards and commissions. the deputy mayor and the man who will most likely be our next mayor.
As the night went on, the conversations got more comfortable as we discovered that the deputy mayor had become a grandparent for the 2nd time just four weeks ago, serves on the board for Boys Town, and organization we volunteer with on Sunday nights through Stepping Onward, oh yeah and owned Tijuana Flats the place I have been singing at for the past few years. Although we are regulars there, I had never met him before.
Jenn’s motherly guilt about leaving Nolin with our neighbors quickly came over her, so she left before they handed out the certificates of service to go pick Nolin up. There may have also been some natural guilt because Nolin’s witching hours typically starts around 8:45, and we didn’t want our neighbors to never offer to babysit again. I got a ride home from George and Sandra, and then Jenn and I concluded our date night watching a movie with Nolin and Pancake…all in all I would say it was a pretty successful date night.