Grown-Up Night

Last night Kelly and I had a babysitter over and we went out and had ourselves a grownup night. First, we headed over to Guapo’s in Shirlington to meet some friends for dinner. And it was a very nice, grown-up dinner. I had an exaggeratedly large Margarita and some excellent camerones brochette. (What is really is: large shrimp stuffed with pepper and wrapped in bacon and with a steaming hot butter sauce in which to dip. The conversation was fun and lively and we didn’t have to worry about stray requests from children.

After dinner, we headed over to a grown-up party at another friends house. There we chatted with various people and I managed to talk a lot of baseball. I also, somehow, managed to engage in some karaoke, singing a duet of “Summer Nights” with another party-goer. I sang another song, too, but I can’t remember what it was at the moment. We were home by 10:30, which is late for us even by grown-up standards, but it was so nice to get out of the house for a few hours and experiences this grown-up time. It reminds me that I am, despite volumes of evidence to the contrary, still a grown up.

One comment

  1. Glad you had a good time! It’s important to remember, I think, that while your kid(s) are amazing and wonderful and have the power to brighten any day, they are also huge time-and-energy-sucking-vampires, and having some time when your time and energy aren’t being constantly demanded is important to maintaining sanity.


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