If We Had to Miss The Playoffs..
Christmas was fun this year. We spent most of the actual day with my sister and her family. My parents fled to Western, MA and we'll be celebrating with them on Tuesday. Rich got me a fancy, girly bike which I've been lusting after for a long time. He also got me ballroom dancing lessons, complete with a promise of babysitting from my mom so we can actually attend them. He also got me a little wheel that helps you calculate when you want to double a recipe or cut it in half.
So, of course I said "You think I'm fat and I cant do math, right?"
But of course he doesn't. The ballroom dancing lessons feels like the most romantic thing in the world right now. It's a guaranteed date night, a little exercise and the knowledge that my husband wants to hang out with me like that after almost 9 years of marriage. Even the bike is a promise of quality time when the weather changes.
I'm bummed about the Patriots. Really bummed. But between Joss Whedon's new show and our new president, and my new date night, I'm still counting my blessings.