What married people do

QUICKIE:
Me: Vincenzo, do you know what your middle name is?
V: No.
Me: Want a clue?
V: Yes.
Me: It’s your grandpa’s name.  Now do you know what it is?
V: Grandpa?!
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Kevin and I had our first date since Rocco’s been born.  Well, our first date together, anyway.  Rocco and I have a date every day during Vincenzo’s nap—I put the phone on “do not disturb,” light the candles in my bedroom, and crawl into bed with Rocco for a couple hours.  For the record, that’s all Kevin would have loved to do for our date.  For the record, that’s not what we did.

We started at a cocktail lounge, opting to leave Rocco with his aunt because first of all it’s illegal to bring babies into bars, and second of all Rocco’s drinking problem is bad enough already.  (He drinks so much he throws up—several times a day).  We really enjoyed having a conversation sans children, talking freely and without spelling out words like p-i-z-z-a and m-o-v-i-e, for fear one of us would start kicking and throwing and yelling if, in fact, we chose not to see aforementioned m-o-v-i-e, I mean movie

When we finally exhausted all topics of conversation, we checked the time.  It had been 20 minutes.

Fortunately, shortly after that my sister and BIL showed up for the second part of our date: a double eyebrow waxing appointment.  For the guys.  I don’t want to get too graphic, but let’s just say that more than their eyebrows got waxed.  Anyone casually passing by could have heard such comments as: Oh!  You look so much thinner now!…And then there were twoI can see so much better now!…Does this eyebrow wax come with a happy ending?  They really crack themselves up.

Our date ended at a restaurant that boasted “$10 Spaghetti Feed!” which is really so much more romantic than our usual all-you-can-eat pizza place.  Adding to the romance, each time the waiter came to ask if we needed something, Kevin answered, “Quiet!  I’m feeding!”

Well, I’m sure you have all taken extensive notes.  I’d write more but I’m still busy swooning.

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4 thoughts on “What married people do

  1. We’ve been going on dates all week long (why, I have no idea) but we’ve been going with other people so we dont’ have to figure out what to say to eachother. I am surprised you had 20 minutes of stuff to talk about!

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