Joe sometimes complains that I make him The Bad Guy on my blog. Mostly I don't talk about him, I think, but I'll compliment* him in this post today!
Last Thursday while making my routine 4:30 call to see if we would see him soon he happened to be getting tickets handed to him that very moment! Avalanche tickets, too - my favorite! (Who even knew I liked hockey? Now you know). So we quickly called a babysitter (thank goodness the next day was no school, THAT was lucky) and at 6:30 the babysitter was here and we were gone. Freedom! Bliss! A completely random date! Not only was it a GREAT game (the Av's won in overtime, 4-3), Joe rose to my wishes and dressed nicely. I get all giddy to go places together since it happens so rarely, I'll put on high heels to hit Home Depot these days if we're going together; Joe, on the other hand, is typically non-plussed and wears his regular un-matching brown shorts and black shirt or even (my personal pet peeve) his glaring-yellow free t-shirt that hurts my eyeballs to even glance at peripherally. He likes it for some reason, possibly because it annoys me SO MUCH it's fun. His grunge and my formality then REALLY clash and we look ridiculous together... but not on Thursday. We were one smoooooooth couple.
Joe, you're my hero! Thanks for the date and the nice button-up shirt, I appreciated ALL of it :)
*I can't believe compliment was the best antonym they had for vilify. They had about 30 synonyms! And I can't believe I correctly used the word antonym but botched vilify so badly. Sorry, Joe, I'll probably vilify you in the next post.