9:45pm on a random Tuesday evening:
Partner #1 (enters the apartment, stressed after a long day at work): "Sorry I am really late getting home from work."
Partner #2 (is in the same position on the couch since 11am): "I don't really care I have been in my pajamas all day."
Partner #1: "Did you eat dinner?"
Partner #2: "No, I didn't feel like cooking, so I just ate chips. Did you eat dinner?"
Partner #1: "I ate not too long ago but I'm a little hungry."
Partner #2: [doesn't feel like cooking...] "Want to have a date night?"
Partner #2 changes into socially acceptable attire and the pair head out to try the local Venezuelan restaurant. They split a couple of delicious plantain-based appetizers and then split the yummy lamb chop special. The tender juicy taste of the melt in your-mouth baby lamb meat sits very well with Partner #1 who asks "what kind of meat is this?!" Partner #2 replies "It is lamb chops." A few silent minutes go by as the seemingly starving couple focus on devouring the delicious meal. Partner #1 has subconsciously drifted to lala-land starts belting out Tom Tom's sweet encouraging words to Bo Peep who has lost her sheep from Babes in Toyland:
[Excellent movie. I highly recommend it]
Halfway through the second line.."Neverminnnd Bo Peep, you will finnnd your shhhheeee..." Partner #1 cuts himself off with a sheepish grin. Perhaps it is not the most appropriate song to sing as we chow down on baby sheep. We had a good chuckle about the inappropriateness of it, then I thought to myself "I should get back to blogging."