- Renee Gannon
It seems like all you hear about these days is election this and election that, which makes sense because there's a big election coming up. Fortunately for you and anyone that is sick of hearing all the election talk, this article is NOT going to be about the election. I needed to take a mini vacation from the election stuff, and although I recognize how important it is, a girl needs to talk about other things from time to time.
Anyway, I'm writing about date night. When you are in a long-term relationship, you know the kind where you live together and see each other all the time, you tend to lose sight of going on actual dates. It's easy to forget to set aside "special" time where you go out, sans friends, and spend some quality time together doing fun things. This is why Renee and I (my girlfriend and I share the same name) have set aside "date night" every Friday after work.
We started this tradition a couple of years ago and for the most part, it's been going strong ever since. Now, when I say "date night" this is not your typical dinner and a movie. Oh no. We kick it old school-style. For example, we might head down to the ridiculously-touristy-but-still-fun Santa Monica pier for some soft-serve, funnel cakes and skeeball. First, we'll watch the sunset from the pier, then we'll spend loads of money on carnival style games then we'll take all of our winning tickets and cash them in for as many awesome prizes as possible. We've walked away with such gems as the sticky hand, glittery bouncy balls, the whistle-that's-shaped-like-lips and of course, the old favorite; a chinese finger trap. Then of course, we'd finish the night off by fooling around in the back seat of my car like a couple of teenagers. FYI, I drive a 2-door Honda Civic. It's hot.
Another time, we went to a bar and pretended not to know each other. We sat and chatted with a few strangers and then proceeded to "pick each other up". You can only imagine how sexy it is to hit on your girlfriend in a bar, surrounded by a bunch of strangers who have no idea what's going on. It usually leads to a discretionary session in the bathroom followed by "Hey, you want to go back to my place?" Role playing in public is one of the hottest forms of foreplay.
Another time, we went bowling up the street from our apartment. First, though, we sat in the car and drank boxed wine until our heads felt light and fuzzy. Then we skipped inside the bowling alley, played two strings (because that's about all our attention spans could handle), with intermittent cocktails during "special time outs". Turns out, I'm a horrible bowler when sober but I get better with alcohol. Renee, on the other hand, is a horrible bowler when drunk. I believe we ended our two-string run with an even score (if we remembered to keep score in the first place). Then, in our alcohol-induced love haze, we spent about an hour on the stuffed animal claw machine trying to win each other a stuffed token of our affection.
The point I'm trying to make is that Friday nights are an excuse for us to make out like teenagers, pretend to be strangers who just met, or rent a cheap motel room and pretend we're having a clandestine 1950's affair pre-Stonewall. Any place we've had a Friday night date at, chances are we've fooled around there.
So... I'm currently working on date plan for tonight. My girlfriend is totally addicted to lobster and I managed to smuggle 4 lbs. of Maine lobster meat in my suitcase from my Boston trip (shhhh... don't tell her). I want to do something fun and crazy and sexy but I'm so burnt out from working and traveling that my brain is currently fried. Help a sista out!