Sir D and I had been planning a night on the town tonight. We were going to go out to eat with a gift certificate (excuse me, gift card, sorry I stumbled back to the early 90's for a minute) we got for Christmas, then really just go all wild and do some Wal Mart shopping.
But then, well, Bob reminded us of a Youth Group event that takes place tonight, and Will reminded me that he was asked to help out at said Jr High Youth event, and we'd have to leave the girls here alone. Then Sir D called to tell me he'd be home late, but we'd still go out he promised.
I could tell his heart wasn't in it. He's tired. I'm tired. I don't like leaving the girls alone for long, even though g-ma is right across the road.
So we're staying home. Sir D's going to pick up some Take Out. I'm going to open a nice bottle of wine (and by nice I mean cheap) and we're going to watch whatever movie the kids requested from Netflix. I think Ironman.
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