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Location: Outer Banks, North Carolina, United States

I'm an affianced fortysomething female living in sin with HoneyDo and trying to make my way in the world whilst enjoying my addictions to blog worship, reality TV, food and the occasional cocktail. Dealing with health issues, financial embarassment and family problems, just like the rest of the world.

Thursday, June 30, 2005

Antici (pregnant pause) pation

HoneyDo sent me an email yesterday "Thursday Night Date?" He very sweetly posted all of the movie times and asked for my suggestions for dinner. We've both been working a lot of hours lately and we both get home so exhausted, there's no quality "US" time. So tonight, we're going on a date. We're gonna get cleaned up and sweet smelling and do dinner and a movie. We financially embarrassed right now, so nothing fancy. I suggested we hit Point Harbor Seafood. It a great little soundfront restaurant where they serve great shrimp baskets and cold beer and waterfront dining. Nothing fancy, but the shrimp are fresh and plump and it won't be inundated by the tourist's a local favorite.

I'm really excited about our big night on the town. It's rare that we go out and pay attention to just us. We'll hold hands over dinner and snuggle in the movie theater and we might even snuggle again when we get home *wink, wink, nudge, nudge*. We're not going to blob out in front of the TV and complain about how tired we are--we are going out amongst the people and feel superior to the rest of the world cause we've been together for over 7 years and we still go on dates. Ain't we lucky? I loves me some HoneyDo.


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