Life in our Shoes

Yesterday I received a hand delivered (by my husband) invitation to the most amazing date I have had in a very long time. You are probably expecting something ridiculously extravagant, but in reality it was far better. My presence was requested in our very own kitchen at 9:30 and I was to dress fancy.

Around 8:00, I started getting the kids into bed, while The Squatch busied himself in the kitchen. Once they were all tucked in, I stayed out of the way in the office. As it started to get closer to 9:30, I picked out a dress that I had never worn. It was one The Squatch picked out and bought for me last year.

He called me downstairs at 9:30. I was welcomed by the delicious smell of baked spaghetti, the sight of a candlelit kitchen, and the soft sound of music from a mix he made for me. Including our wedding song “The Luckiest”, by Ben Folds.

I sat down and noticed a paper at each of our seats. It was a menu of the night’s meal. Italian bread dipped in olive oil, Italian salad, baked spaghetti, hand dipped dark chocolate strawberries, and some x-rated to wash it all down. Every menu item came complete with a full description.

I never had baked spaghetti before, but I must say it was delicious! The strawberries were by far my favorite, but I ate entirely too many of them.

We finished eating and cleaning up, when The Squatch grabbed me and pulled me close to dance. It was the perfect ending to a perfect date.

Who says you need to leave the house to have an amazing night together?

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