Hubby and I had a date tonight. We were going to see Date Movie and leave the boys at my gym. They have a parents' night out once a month, where they will watch your kids for 3 hours for only $10. Good deal, considering we have two kids.
I got an email and a call this morning saying they were going to cancel it. THIS MORNING. Do you know how pissed and bummed out I was?? I'd been looking forward to this for weeks. Since our weekend is a little busy, this was going to be our chance to celebrate my birthday (it's on Sunday). We haven't been on a date since Valentine's Day.
This sucks. I know I sound like a whiny teenager ("Omg, you're ruining my life! I hate you!"), but I'm really disappointed. We need some time together without the kids. It's too mundane and unexciting if we don't. I mean, on a day-to-day basis, we spend about two hours together without the kids (after bedtime), and by then we're both so exhausted that we just zone out in front of the tube.
We need date night! How dare they cancel at the last minute!
Hubby is now at the chinese restaurant picking up take-out. It's not the same, but it makes it a little better. The kids are still awake and still driving us mad, and we're not getting all gussied up or anything, but at least it's not the same-old, same-old.
*sigh* Just bummed. It makes me a little resentful that we have a military lifestyle. Grandma and Grandpa wouldn't cancel. And it makes me a little resentful about being a responsible parent. I mean, I'd like a life, too. I'd like to actually go out to see a movie when I want. Besides, I really wanted to see that movie!
***Update: It is now 8:13pm. We would have been picking up the kiddos by now-ish. Instead, I rented a movie, bathed the kids, put them in pjs, and put them to bed, and am now waiting to start the movie. But Hubby is addicted to YouTube... apparently, date night isn't that important. This night is, in face, same-old, same-old. Me, I'd like to salvage whatever romantic night it could have been, but I guess it's now a lost cause. Oh, and the chinese- it sucked. Shrimp chow mein was instead shrimp lo mein. Instead of seafood and veggies on rice, I got a crapload of noodles with about six shrimp. And it leaked everywhere, soggifying my fortune cookie and rendering it inedible.
This night is an epic FAIL. :(
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