I was just looking through some old blog posts and realized that half my posts start out with, “Jason and I had a rare date night.” They don’t sound that rare when you only write about them, I suppose. So, this weekend we did not have a date night. But we did (or rather, I did) have a 3-day weekend. I think the world would be a much better place if we always had 3-day weekends. Who’s going to disagree with that?
I took pretty much zero pictures of the weekend but it was a good one. On Friday, we had lunch at Universal Joint with an old co-worker from my first job back in DC in 2000, who happens to live in Atlanta now too. I hadn’t seen her in 13 years and we’d saying we need to get together for… 5 of them and we finally did. After, I got new running shoes. Instead of running in said shoes, I took a 2-hour nap.
Yesterday, we went over to our neighbors house to grill out. I dressed Alexander all red, white and blue and didn’t take a single picture of it. Fail. I did take a picture of this trifle.
In addition to the trifle, which we were actually too full to eat, we had burgers (mine was turkey), potato salad and watermelon/feta salad.
[Insert cute family 4th of July picture that I forgot to take]
My mom visited this past weekend and watched Alexander on Saturday night so Jason and I could go out for our anniversary. We had 6:45 reservations at Cakes & Ale, a restaurant that I’ve wanted to try forever. By some lucky fluke, I happened to get an email the day before advertising a wine tasting at a Decatur wine store, Wahoo Wines & Provisions. It’s normally the type of email that I would have ignored, but since we had nearby dinner reservations and a babysitter…
We sampled five or six different wines and while I don’t remember what they were, it was fun and the store had lots of fun stuff to look at like unicorn salt.
Apparently, it’s delicious on avocado toast.
Cakes & Ale was good too, though I think I had more fun at the wine tasting. Atlanta needs more wine bars. Or any, for that matter.
Swordfish and steak. Can you guess which is mine?
Five years ago yesterday, Jason and I got married. Now our gay and lesbian friends can finally do the same. My son will never remember a day when “Uncle” Jamie and “Uncle” Dave didn’t have the same right as us.
Jason and I are both excited that the ruling happened on our anniversary. And also if Uncle Jamie and Uncle Dave do decide to get married, that would be a bomb-ass wedding. Just sayin’.
(And now I ruined a nice post by including the word “bomb-ass.”)
Our Father’s Day plans were Jason’s choice and he chose going to a classic car show and out for barbecue. So that’s what we did. The car show was at Stone Mountain Park, which we have a yearly pass to.
There were some cool cars and an auction, but it was so ridiculously hot out that I couldn’t enjoy myself.
Apparently, my hair couldn’t enjoy itself either. Jason had fun looking at the cars though.
I might have been a tad bit whiny and forced him to leave (sorry), but I perked up again when we went out to eat and I stopped feeling like I was going to melt. Food > Car show. I think Jason would agree with me there. Maybe?
We went to The Greater Good Barbecue at Jason’s request. Alexander enjoyed crackers…
and mac and cheese…
while I got a nice salad with pulled chicken.
Jason had chicken and pulled pork, but I didn’t get a pic. Happy Father’s Day!
So, it’s really just us being lazy more than anything, but Jason and I still don’t have a go-to babysitter for Alexander. So we pretty much only go out on dates when family comes to visit and they can watch him. We have some friends with kids and we’ve talked about trading on and off but the logistics of it make it difficult. Kind of hard to babysit for someone else’s kid in their house when your own kid needs to fall asleep at your house.
That was a long-winded way of saying that Jason’s parents came down last Saturday night and watched Alexander while we went to see Morrissey. Morrissey is one of Jason’s favorites and even though he’s cancelled his Atlanta tour dates at least four or five times in the past few years, Jason bought tickets for this show anyway. Spoiler: he didn’t cancel.
The theme of the night was “While the baby’s away, the parents will play.” I mean, even though the baby was technically at home. So we decided to go somewhere we absolutely couldn’t go with Alexander – The Vortex. The Vortex is a burger bar that doesn’t allow patrons under 21.
And because we were pretending that we were 21 again, we ordered some disgustingly sweet shooters. One of them had bubble gum vodka in it. Why is that even a thing? And why did we order it? Anyway.
After dinner and some drinks, we headed to Symphony Hall for the show.
And while it was fun to have a date night, the concert was boring and I might have fallen asleep. A sign that despite the shot, I’m definitely not 21.