A couple of Fridays ago, I went out on a date with
Aidan (
The Husband, Honey Jr and a few others were there too, but I didn’t really care about that). I was so excited for my date with a fellow Texan, and for getting out of of Le Petit Village for the night, that I took photos of potential outfits and sent them to my date for her approval (
re: I’m a big dork).
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{please excuse the smudges on the mirror, Fifty likes to look at himself and when he does, he smudges}
We went with the black.
Our date night was dinner at Sun 7 Beach in Montpellier, a restaurant on the beach that came with a DJ spinning ridiculously loud house music. You know that saying, “if it’s too loud, you’re too old?” Yeah, it turns out that’s true.
But we didn’t let all that loud bass pumping stop our gabfest, no sir-ee bob, we sure didn’t. And even though we were sitting at a table having dinner with six other people, I only had eyes for Aidan. Or more precisely, ears, I only had ears for Aidan, as we sat and talked, talked, and talked some more. All that slight Texas twanged English was heaven. Heaven I tell you. Best date I’ve had in ages (apologies to The Husband). We even shared dorado like a real couple, it was baked in rock salt. And then we ogled the waiter who scraped all the rock salt off the dorado together, unlike a real couple.
See him, that’s the cute waiter. He’s scraping the salt off the fish.Â
(for the record, I’m not the one who took the photo)Â
And after dinner we shared a Mojito too.
{shiny happy people}
Don’t we look happy? We were. But like most happy occasions it felt like we were in a time warp moving fast forward and before we knew it, it was time to go. Which was kind of sad. But, The Husband and I were spending the whole weekend at Aidan’s with her and her family, so it wasn’t too, too sad.Â
And then when our date was over, and we were headed back to Aidan’s, the coolest, most bizarre thing happened… The Husband (who was our lovely driver for the evening) suddenly interrupted our ongoing gabfest and said, “I feel like there are police up ahead.” Aidan and I stopped talking and gave him a look that said, “huh?”, but then we went around a roundabout and sure enough, there they were; like six cops standing outside their cars (I’m sure waiting for people who don’t have lovely drivers).Â
So it turns out that sensing when there are police near, is The Husband’s superpower. Surely that will come in handy should I ever want to pursue a life of crime, or become an evil villain of some sort.Â
Good to know.
bisou
P.S. weekend at
Aidan’s coming soon…Â
 
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