Welcome to another edition of Friday Fragments - please visit my friend, the lovely lady Mrs.4444.****
Hope everyone is enjoying their holidays!!!
What a perfect day for fragments - I don't know about you, but I'm exhausted, feel like I've been going non-stop since last Friday after work when I started my Christmas shopping! And grocery shopping, and mini-vacation shopping. And wrapping (until 2 AM the eve before Christmas Eve)... and cooking. And eating and drinking. Yeah, I'll admit it, it's the eating and drinking that probably did me in most.
Hubs has said he wants to go out on a date sometime during our days off, now that we've got a babysitter. We haven't gone on a "date" in over 10 years.
First he said that we should go dancing (the holiday party and the dancing, and perhaps all the G & T's, got him thinking that it might be fun).
I would love that too ... only problem is, where the heck do you go when you're in your 40s so that you don't look ridiculously old, as in, possibly old enough to be parents of the kids gyrating in the same room as you? Nightlife to us these days is enjoying an old Barenaked Holiday special at 12:30 AM without being interrupted by the kids for a juice or a sandwich. ... even as I sit here I'm listening to Rough Trade and Supertramp and loving it.
Oh I know, I'm fairly hip for an old gal. I FB, I twitter, I blog -- I know who Faber Drive and Owl City are, I know that Billy Talent isn't the name of a guy, I know that the two Taylors are dating. But on days like today, when the kids are off playing and I'm sitting here being Blinded by the Light , thinking about Bizarre Love Triangles while enjoying a nice cup of hot java... the thought of bouncing around at a club makes me sort of tired.
I need to give this cup a shot of Bailey's.
Other than the camcorder we got for our family, hubby and I got each other matching old school musical gifts as part of our Christmas presents. CD's, that's how old school (although I hear that the turntable is coming back, which gives the bunch of LP's hidden in a corner in our basement a hint of a second coming...)
Hubs got me this guy's N. Am debut...
And I got hubby the newest offering from this cutie:
"So, if you were to have a choice, who would you got on a date with?", the Man asked me out of curiosity this morning, as I was making up a batch of my famous homemade pancakes ...
"Hmmmm, that's a tough one. I'd have to go with Michael. Jay Sean is mega cute and he's got a sexy accent, but Michael, he's Canadian and I think I could really have a great laugh with him. Besides, I think he's dated older women before."
"ENGGGGGHHHH!!! Wrong answer. The correct one is: NEITHER. You're married."
Hey, that's what I'd usually say. He got me. Good.
No Boxing day shopping for me today. Last place I want to be is a mall (it pains me to say that, but it is true!). Hubs went out because I told him I'd buy him a new ski jacket. I noticed on the slopes a few days ago that only men of a certain vintage wore jackets of the same colour (dark blue, bright yellow). The final straw was last night at my mom's when the boy saw an old family friend (who, at last count, is about 75 years old) reach into the closet for his jacket and he grabbed the Man's ( "Dad, Uncle S is trying to steal your coat!").
Needless to say, the Man was on a mission today for a serious upgrade. Luckily he succeeded.