(camera died before we even got there....so sad!)
For YOE...Tom and I went out to a Greek Restaurant down on Dickson Street. What drew us in was the phone number on the front door....521-PITA. Click here. LOL. It was delicious. We each got Open-faced chicken gyros meat topped with tomatoes, onions, and tzatziki sauce... served with rice pilaf and pita bread. It was so, so, so good!
We then walked down to the Arts Center to see Fiddler on the Roof.
This was Topol's farewell tour and he was absolutely incredible. I was proud of myself for not hacking throughout the entire thing....still battling a touch of bronchitis. Fiddler on the Roof is such a beautiful story....the music....the dancing....ahhhhh.....still in heaven. I love that Tom enjoys the arts and I don't ever have to drag him to stuff like this. We love it!
We stopped for ice cream on the way home and got down the road when we saw a frozen custard place. Tom said, "Forget this!" and told me to throw my ice cream out the window so we could get custard, instead. We drove around the parking lot and eventually talked ourselves out of throwing perfectly good ice cream away.
I love talking to Tom. I love listening to his stories and laughing together. There was one part of the musical where a tall "ghost" appeared (a woman on a man's shoulder's under a gigantic dress). On the way home- Tom told me we should do that for Halloween. I quickly shot that one down and told him that there would be nothing "neat" about me wearing a "grunting" skirt. We laughed and laughed and laughed some more.
We drove home with lightning on the horizon. The heavy wind was soon to follow....and then the downpour of rain began. The wind was blowing our truck from side to side on the interstate. It was right about then that Tom "remembered" that he was out of gas. Through heaven's grace we were able to ride the fumes to the gas station.
We made it safely home...found the kids slumbering through the storm...gave them goodnight kisses and called it a night. I love date nights. What will it be next week?
I love talking to Tom. I love listening to his stories and laughing together. There was one part of the musical where a tall "ghost" appeared (a woman on a man's shoulder's under a gigantic dress). On the way home- Tom told me we should do that for Halloween. I quickly shot that one down and told him that there would be nothing "neat" about me wearing a "grunting" skirt. We laughed and laughed and laughed some more.
We drove home with lightning on the horizon. The heavy wind was soon to follow....and then the downpour of rain began. The wind was blowing our truck from side to side on the interstate. It was right about then that Tom "remembered" that he was out of gas. Through heaven's grace we were able to ride the fumes to the gas station.
We made it safely home...found the kids slumbering through the storm...gave them goodnight kisses and called it a night. I love date nights. What will it be next week?
Sounds like a fun date night. I've actually never seen Fiddler on the Roof, I wish I would have gotten tickets. Is the restaurant you went to called Kosmos? It's owned by the family of a girl that Mike manages at work. He's been there for lunch before. He says that you need to go back and get one of their t-shirts. I"ll e-mail you and tell you what it says - I don't want to offend anyone by posting it on here.
ReplyDeletei LOVE FOTR. of course, i've only seen the movie. the part where he sings sunrise sunset and takes his daughter to the train, always makes me cry.
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