Every Thursday night, my husband and I go out to dinner.
I don’t remember when or how it started. Our kids got older. Weekends were busy with family and friend stuff. But Thursday was a “free” day to sneak in a date night. Before Covid when I was still commuting, it was also the last day of my commute. Friday I worked from home and didn’t have the 5:30 am alarm (remember commuting? I kinda miss it. Just a little)
Sometimes we go fancy, but more times we keep it low key. I put on some make-up and he wears his dress crocs (yes).
Sometimes we go with other people, double date night!
Where we go depends on weather, mood, and our last good meal. We’ve been known to go to the same place for months if things go well. Sometimes we go locally, sometimes we go far. A lot of couples go out to try new places, try new food. That’s not a priority for us.
Before Covid our favorite way to have Thursday date night was to sit at the bar for dinner. Yes, we are those people.
Once or twice a year we make it an overnight and sneak into New York City. Treat ourselves to a hotel.
Unless we’re sick, the rule is you can’t miss it. Does it have to be magical? Hells no.
We’ve had plenty of good fights on date night. Lots of driving home in silence. But guess what? It’s fine. We can try again next week.
Sometimes we talk about work or kids or family. Sometimes we talk about money or vacations or bills. Most often we talk about the day. We keep it light. This isn’t the night to solve major problems or make big decisions.
When things started shutting down last March, our date nights came to an abrupt halt. We spent the next few months eating at home and sheltering in. Which was nice too. Then, in early summer, things started slowly opening up. We were back in business… kind of. But it was better than nothing.
This pic is one of our earliest dates. Look at those young, care-free kids with the good hair.

Here’s the years since…





Why does be make faces?? I dunno. That’s for another post.
