Our little friend was celebrating her 10th birthday and she wanted to go roller-skating so I decided that Part One of our date would be that we go roller skating with her, rather than sit on the sidelines to watch. Now keep in mind that the last time I skated was probably grade school and I was pretty awful then. I didn't hold out much hope that the years had graced me with improvement, but honestly, I always wanted to try again. It seems a little unfair that Hubby is a natural at all things athletic. And that should give you a heads up of what the afternoon was going to look like!
|This is what I envisioned in my "Well, I AM older but surely I'm more coordinated now" version.|
Meanwhile back at the
ranchrink Hubby was skating with all the finesse of an Olympic contender.
My secret thrill was seeing all the little kids hang onto Hubby for dear life. Before long they were all tangled up in a sea of legs which resulted in a pretty funny trip and sprawl effect. I would have taken a picture of it, but it was considered such a risk for me to skate with our camera that I didn't get a chance to snap that one. So here's the two of us. I'm smiling because I'm not falling and Hubby is, well, probably just delighted that I didn't take him down one more time.
Thank the Good Lord that we've already covered the letter "I"!!
Later that night for Part Two, we went to a mall where we each had to spend $10.00 in seventeen minutes buying something for each other that started with the letter "S". I went for the obvious--St. Louis Cardinals memorabilia and Hubby went much more literal. He was quite proud of the fact that he scored two items with two "s"'s in them. Sea Salt and Strawberry Sweetheart truffles. Afterwards, we shared a shake at Whiteys. Actually, I cannot tell a lie. We wanted to share a shake because it starts with "S" but the truth is we each got our own thing, didn't share it and it didn't start with "S" but hey, there's some things you just can't mess with. Like ice cream.