so we left little notes for the babysitter like, "make sure they pee at 8:30," and it occurred to me that parenting puts you into all sorts of compromising positions, like having to write the word "pee" in little notes to people who you will then pay for reading said notes and not killing your children. still, we practically ran to our minivan, and headed for the glorious galleria of old objects.
we had some great finds, including the stuff you see below:
so we rushed to a local restaurant, ordered wings, and went home and ate them while watching a movie.
a perfect date night. cigar boxes, 70's christian vinyl, hot wings, and a hot wife to get lost with. we are unusual, perhaps, but more than that, we are blessed.