Bernie asked me out again. Another Thursday night date night for us! He always comes up with such special ideas I never can guess what he has planned ahead of time.
This time he suggested two possible dates and let me choose. The first idea was to explore a nearby park that we have heard about, but never visited. The second idea was to return a broken lamp to Ikea, and go shopping for a porta-potty.
Of course you know what I chose. Who can NOT want to go shopping for a porta-potty? Won't all the other girls be jealous when they hear about our 1,396th date?
I can't wait to tell them all about it!
First we went to IKEA and returned the broken lamp. We ate dinner there. Two hot dogs, a bag of chips and a drink...all for $2.00. Bernie splurged and also got a slice of pizza, for another $2, and got me a frozen yogurt cone for a dollar more.
We ate quickly, as we were in a hurry to get to the main part of our date:
So many loos to choose from. Which would be most comfortable? Would it be tipsy? Wide enough in the seat? Questions that we answered by seating ourselves and pondering a bit.
After dating for 32 years (or is it 33? 35? I forget....) we are quite at ease with each other.
No need for false modesty when making such an important decision.
I could make cupcakes while during camping trips. If I could do that, I just know that would totally win Bernie's heart.
We had to keep an eye out though.
And then there was the in-store aquarium. Um...salmon, trout, blue gill...yum.
I thought perhaps it would work like lobsters at a restaurant, where you could point at the one you wanted, but no. The fish were just for show.
Well, that about wrapped up our date. He drove me home, and I went to bed happy, with dreams of camping and fishing dancing through my head.
Thank you for listening, dear diary.