Dating My Wife

This weekend my wife and I went on our third date. We’ve known each other for six-plus years and have been married for five and this was date number three. Pathetic, huh?

By date I’m talking about where just the two of us go out together, no child, no friends, just the two of us enjoying each other’s company. In this case we took in the symphony and listened to a performance of Richard Strauss’ Don Juan and Burleske which was followed by Beethoven’s Symphony No. 3.

We had such a good time that we’ve decided to procure the services (babysitting the son) of my wife’s mother a few more times while she’s here and do it again. In fact I’m not against having the mother-in-law change her visit from a couple of months to as long as she wants. This dating thing is kind of fun.

Posted by on 09/18 at 01:43 PM

How beautiful Daniel, this post and the loveliness of your moment so intensely felt.
I hope you’ll have a fourth date real soon.
In the meanwhile, how about the sudden surprise of flowers and cards or one or two of your wife’s favourite things like a CD or book.  This when she least expects it.
Most women love romance and a wife almost always yearns for it, from her husband.

Anyway, congratulations to the two of you, on your beautiful marriage.

Posted by Susan Abraham  on  09/18  at  09:03 PM

Daniel,

Jules and I were so happy that you guys got to go out and have a find time together. Those times together, alone, are so important.

Here’s to your fourth and fifth dates! smile

Posted by justin.barrett  on  09/19  at  11:57 AM

And, of course, the company of you and Julee this weekend was the perfect book-end.

By the way, did you go to work yesterday, or did you take it off in memory of that single malt 12 year-old?

Posted by  on  09/19  at  01:54 PM

ha!

the single malt was sooo smooth that it had NO ill effects on me. very nice.

i was actually in a training course all day yesterday and today. off-site training.

Posted by justin.barrett  on  09/19  at  07:15 PM

Ah, that’s right. I remember now that you spoke of that Sunday. The fact that I forgot makes me wonder about the effects it may have had on me.

Posted by  on  09/19  at  08:53 PM

well, it was a good single malt, so it probably didn’t have much effect.

other than it’s intended effect, that is?! smile

Posted by justin.barrett  on  09/20  at  03:50 PM
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