Great Dates

 I had a hot date last night. I chose Elephant Bar because I thought we could see a movie at the nearby AMC. It's been a couple of years since I've been to that restaurant but I really enjoyed the meal and our drinks. I thoroughly enjoyed my sexy companion.

 There were no movies we were willing to see. I certainly wasn't willing to waste my movie tickets or an hour of my life on Cadillac Records.  I like Beyonce as a performer but I wish they would quit casting her in movies that have the potential to be good or great without her. The only movie I've watched with her in it was Dream Girls, and now when I watch it on DVD or cable, when it hits the second part were she is central, we stop watching.  It's not right to do that to movie goers.

I'd been meaning to go to Sephora and make use of my coupon. I didn't have the coupon but decided to go anyway. I chose my items and asked the clerk if I could get the money off.  I was able to pull on the coupon on Mr A's phone and they used the gift coupon code to give me the discount. Pretty cool.

Mr A tried not to go into the store with me. I think he is opposed to entering beauty emporiums as part of the man code.  I explained to him that at this point in my life he is the main person I want to look good for.  I like that twinkle in his eye when I'm looking good. I wouldn't want to buy a nail polish color and have him think its terrible every time he looks at  my hands.   I also wouldn't want to get a fragrance that he doesn't like.  I'm not sure he bought that, but since we were in the neighborhood it only made sense that I go buy my beauty goodies.

I don't usually drag him with me on my shopping excursions. I respect the man code. What man wants to go with their woman as she picks out shoes, purses, jewelry or clothes and I'm sure makeup would be an additional type of torture?  I was in and out of Sephora so quickly that any woman would be amazed.

 I married a man like Mr A for a reason. I didn't want a husband that wanted to have an opinion on colors. My mother said my father wanted to help pick out furniture and be involved in her home decor when they got their house. She wasn't prepared for that as that was not how her parents operated. The yard was my grandfather's domain, except for my grandmother's flowerbeds and the house was my grandmothers decorating domain. Mr A opposes too much red but after that its my choice. 

As I think about it last year after Christmas the family went to Palo Alto to shop.  The ladies headed into Sephora and my brother and Mr A hung outside. My great uncle Robert came in, he is  80+ and Mr A made fun of him because when he exited the store he'd been sprayed by the perfume girls.  I think Uncle Robert liked it in there. He was smiling really big.

It's great to have a night out with my sweetums and then come home and kiss our sleeping babe.