On Saturday evening, with an excited spring in our step, Scott and I toddled off into the sunset. It's been a little over four years since we sat across the table from one another, in a restaurant, just the two of us. We have each shared night's out with friends independently and a handful of times been out with groups of friends together. But this was the first time alone, as a couple, sans kidlets. And our first official 'date night' felt good. Better than good. Tremendous!
There are some deeelicious options for dining out in our area. We are spoilt for choice. Though we decided to go with an old favourite, being Thai. No interruptions, plenty of conversation, a balmy Autumn evening. Perfecto! Post dinner, we rolled (literally, as we were full to the brim) on down to a local pub to check out the scene. Lots of reminiscing was enjoyed as we bounced around the place. From chatting in the beer garden, to having a chuckle at just how old we felt in the night club, to bopping along with the live band in the pub. Beer and Malibu & pineapple flowing (I had to relent to my Malibu urges, it has the uncanny ability to take me straight back in time). We arrived home just before midnight, tired, happy and completely buzzing. After four years, it's comforting to realise that nothing much has changed... precisely where it counts. I love the love we have.