It finally happened. I made it an entire week without picking up my “real” camera, save for a single work related shoot. This month was more chaotic than most, which is saying a lot. We had to move our date from Thursday to Tuesday to Monday. But it happened. And I did snap a quick photo on my phone. (“Don’t let the perfect be the enemy of the good.”)
Last Saturday morning we boarded a plane and flew to Montego Bay, Jamaica. Then we hopped into a car and drove, pausing along the way for jerk chicken, festival bread and a bottle of Red Stripe, until we finally arrived at our hotel. We walked up to the lobby where we were greeted with fresh watermelon juice and escorted to our room, with this view.
I’ve pondered the concept of date nights in this space before. (Specifically here and here, if you’re curious.) Then a few weeks ago I was reading my favorite blog when I read a post that inspired me to finally take definitive date night action – a whole year of them. Ben’s birthday was right around the corner, so it seemed like the perfect time to coordinate such a feat. I began brainstorming, and a spreadsheet. But there were two glaring roadblocks that needed to be addressed first. I started with the first, babysitting. I did the math and figured that if each set of grandparents and aunts and uncles took two months I’d be covered, so I sent an email asking if that in lieu of a traditional birthday gift the grandparents/aunts/uncles would offer their babysitting services for this grand birthday gift. Then I worked on the second, budget. Having a child has been a gateway to discovering all the amazing free things in our city so I was pretty confident I could rock 12 dates on a tight budget. I set it at $25/date. I’m ambitious like that.
The emails came in, the Google searches returned great ideas and this is what I came up with:
(Sidenote: We did this last Saturday, and it was amazing! Ben and I were long overdue for time doing something new together. It had been over a decade since I rode a bike, but after rediscovering the hand-brakes I got in a groove and it was such a fun (and beautiful) way to see Houston. This year of dates might also do wonders for my rocky relationship with this city.)
June: Finally see Jurassic World at Discovery Green.
July: A Friday night moonlight cruise on Lady Bird Lake.
August: Crossing Killen’s BBQ off our bucket list.
October: An afternoon of beer and bocce ball at the Brooklyn Athletic Club.
November: Live storytelling at The Moth. (We might even get brave and throw our names into the hat.)
December: An evening of Christmas cheer at the iconic Lights in the Heights.
February: Open Mic night at Rudyard’s Pub, a nod to our first Valentine’s date together.
Once I got going the list just kept growing, so I’ve started a second for “family dates” this summer…