Expand Our Thinking

My husband got excited when I told him that we were dating again. He's a pretty easy going guy and takes just about anything in stride.

He had a big smile on his face and asked, "Who gets to plan the dates? Do I get to plan the dates?"

I had to muster everything I had in order to not just put the work on his shoulders right then. Oh, how he opened a door he didn't even know about! How great would it be if I didn't have to really think about the actual dates? The man did plan our elopement, from the plane to the hotel to the wedding itself. It was awesome.

Then I remembered that he is also the man who bought me a tennis racket. 4 years ago. That I said was pretty. That is the extent of my relationship with it.

He also suggests on a weekly basis that I play Battlefield Soldiers or War Duty Calls or whatever it's called on the computer with him. It is a video game where he yells a lot of obscenities I have never heard him say before thereby scaring the crap out of the dog, encourages others to "protect the factory!", and continually is trying to find a flag or something somewhere. The cats sometimes help him and it drives him nuts. Atlas is demonstrating this in the pic above. I can only imagine how difficult it would be for him for me to play. I can barely bowl on a wii.

I quickly recovered and told him, "We can both think of dates!"

He obviously wanted to go first. I am the one that started this. So I prepared myself and said, "What would you like to do this weekend?"

"We could go to a movie!"

My mouth flattened into a thin line and I gave him the look. It's the one that lets him know I'm completely at a loss and he's about to hear why.

I got up, walked over to him, took the fabric of his shirt's collar in my hands and gently shook him in what can be described as emphatically and slow motion-y. I yelled, "The whole point of this is to do things we don't normally do! We cannot keep going to the movies or staying in and watching a movie EVERY WEEKEND! OH MY GOD! After we go on a date, we can reward ourselves by going to a movie! AHHHHHH!"

He shook his head in understanding and started scratching the facial hair at the bottom of his chin. That is his deep thinking pose.

Then he said, "How about mini-golf?"

We have never been mini-golfing.

And the gauntlet is thrown down! Mini-golf it is.