This meant Tom and I got to be alone.
Here's what we did:
--A happy dance, for starters, because we were KID FREE! (I mean, we knew we'd miss them, but...)
--Watched adult TV shows during the day. Game of Thrones, to name one. Normally we can't do this, because the kids will be like, "What's a boob doing out?" Or if a swear word is uttered, Natalie will gasp and go, "That's not a friendly word." I also could watch some episodes of Orange Is The New Black, which Tom does not appreciate. "There's lesbian sex!" I told him. His answer? "I don't care. Most of the women on this show scare me." "She's supposed to. That's Crazy Eyes."
--Went to the movie theater to watch adult movies. We're usually stuck seeing a Disney flick or whatever the new animation movie is. This is okay, but sometimes I want some crude humor or a sweet chick flick. Tom and I went to see 22 Jump Street, which is hilarious. He wanted to see that new Planet of the Apes movie, but I said no way, I don't want to sit around watching angry monkeys. I tried to get him to see Tammy, he said nope, Melissa McCarthy is not funny at all, to which I gasped and said he was WRONG, that she's hilarious. It can sometimes take a while to agree on a movie. He loves the ones where things blow up, I like the ones with sappy lines. So we meet in the middle with crude humor. We also saw Sex Tape.
--Did adult stuff. Not as much as we probably should have, but, well, we're getting older and I'd rather read. Also, we had these grand plans to get freaky all over the house, because we COULD and didn't have to worry about someone running in, but then we'd go, "Well, we eat on this table though," or "If we had company over, I'd feel incredibly uncomfortable if they were sitting in a place we did the nasty on." As I said, we're old.
--Ate a lot of TV dinners. Since the kids weren't around, I didn't feel the need to cook as much. This sort of irked Tom, who would be like, "Where's dinner?" and I'd say, "In the freezer!" We also could eat while watching TV. We make a point to eat at the table with the kids, because the experts say they'll be well rounded and won't do crack or some other psych babble crap. But I have to admit, eating in front of the TV was the best. We also won't with the kids, because they are messy and I don't want spaghetti sauce on my couch.
--Watched a lot of reality shows. Since we were in Texas, I recorded a lot of my shows so I had a lot to get caught up on (my DVR ate a lot of them though. Hmph.) Tom did not understand the Real Housewives. "Why is she crying? She's rich! She has nothing to cry over!" he'd shout. Or, "Ew! Her face looks all pulled back and plastic. Why do women think this looks good?" Big Brother confounded him too. "I don't mind if you're gay, but don't be bouncing around me and climbing on my back."
--Went to adult restaurants. Well, they weren't super fancy, but they were places that we had never brought the kids to. We went to a place called Nic's Grill, which was on Diners, Drive Ins, and Dives. We also ate at a German restaurant, which is pricey, hence why we don't like bringing the kids because yikes, added cost. We went to a place where they cook in front of you.
--Kicked each other's butt at Dave and Buster's. You can bring kids here, but we never have. We think of it as an adult playground. Plus, it's hard for me to order adult beverages around Tommy, because then he asks a billion questions: "Are you drunk? Can you see me? How many fingers am I holding up? In school, they said alcohol was bad." Natalie always asks for a sip, because the adult drinks look FUN to her. I explain that no, they are for adults only and she'll sigh and go, "Well, that's just rude."
We had a lot of fun and my parents even said they'd do it again next year!
The above GIF is from Orange Is The New Black, which I still feel like Tom should appreciate...