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For the last couple if nights I have been having really odd dreams. I won’t say what they’re about since some people who read this blog might take it the wrong way, but if you really want to know you can email me and I will tell you. I have had a pretty rough time with sleep since Sophia was born, but now it’s just getting weird. I dream very realistic dreams, and sometimes wake up not knowing whether the events actually happened or not. Brad says that I need some closure in my life, I don’t think it has anything to do with that, but what do I know he may be right. I am not upset over my dreams, I just wish they would go away. I guess I am wondering what triggers them to come? When I dreamed about something it usually had to do with me thinking about that person or topic, but this time around that is not the case. I don’t think about the things that I dream about, yet they have been there night after night for the last few days.

Sorry that I am not going into more detail, but I would rather keep something like that more private.

Yesterday Brad and I got to have a day off so we went to Bellingham. My mom watched Sophie for the day while we relaxed and shopped at the BellisFair Mall. It’s nice now that our dollar is equal, we can get things for so much cheaper over the boarder. Diapers are way cheaper and they have my favorite ice- cream there in a bigger box for the same price as the small one here. You really can’t beat the price on that!!!!

Brad is still not able to go back to work right now, it doesn’t seem like his knee is getting any better. I feel so bad for him, I do not like seeing people in pain.  That’s all I have to update about today, have a good Friday afternoon

Yesterday my parents took Sophia for the whole day and gave Brad and I some money to go out and have some fun. We headed out to Vancouver for the day and had a lot of fun there. We drove our car to the Surrey sky train station and then took the sky train to downtown Vancouver. I felt like such a little tourist there with my little Vancouver map. I guess that’s what happens when you live in a different province for a few years, you forget how to get places. If only I could read a map. I am the worlds worst guide, if you tell me to go somewhere unknown I will most likely get lost. Brad on the other hand is like a human compass, no matter where we are or how lost we are he can always find a way out.

Anyway, we headed to Robson and did some shopping there, and then went to Gastown for dinner. It was a cute little Italian restaurant, I forget what it’s called but it was very good. I really enjoyed getting away for the day and not having to worry about taking care of the baby.

We’re heading out to Vancouver tomorrow as well. My romantic husband is taking himself and I to some salsa dancing lessons. I am really looking forward to it, I think it’s going to be a lot of fun.

Ok, that’s it folks, my wrist is in pain so I cannot type anymore. Here is a picture of Sophie having her first bath in a big girl tub.

 

That summer Brad sent me a few e-mails for some get togethers, I ignored every one of them. Later when he asked me why I ignored them I told him that it was because I didn’t want any distractions. I was trying very hard to work at the relationship that I had, and I didn’t want him to think about.

Once September rolled around I decided that I would live on campus again (the wedding was planned for the end of April). The funny thing was that the first person that I saw there was agian, Brad. No hand shake this time, I guess he felt that a hug would be more appropriate. We had a little chat, he introduced me to his sister whom was a new student that year, and we both went our ways. This time I was a campus resident and he was a commuter. I honestly didn’t think that we would really see each other all that much.

A few weeks went by and the more I hung out with different people there, the more I wanted to break up with my fiance. It was one particular night that made me realize 100% that I was not going to get married that year. My roommate and I decided to drive out to White Rock and spend the night on the beach. A couple of other people joined us and we went on out way. It was a beautiful night, nothing really happened there, we just hung out and talked. It was a lot of fun, and that made me not want to settle down. I was a month short of my 19th birthday, and I wanted to live my life, not be someones wife. The next day I decided that I was going to break it off, but it was the weekend so I thought I’d wait until Monday. That weekend I threw a big dinner party, I didn’t invite Brad, we weren’t really friends then so I just invited people that I hung out with. After the party I made some lame excuse to why I didn’t want to hang out with my fiance and made him go home. The following Monday he was beginning to realize that something was wrong and instead of asking me about it he just kept buying me presents. I was feeling really guilty for wanting to break it off, so I waited. By the end of the second week I had had enough. I KNEW it had to end. In our counselling class he kept writing me notes asking why I was acting so weird. I kept trying to divert the conversation but he would not let it go. Finally I told him that it was over…. Ironic isn’t it? Counselling class and an engagement break up.

I don’t think I had ever felt to relieved in my life as I did when I gave him the ring back and walked away. It wasn’t a sad moment, it was a good moment, I was free.

About 11 days after that I was sitting in out book store are called the Oasis reading a book, Brad walked by smirking at me. I kept on reading and then he walked by again, I thought it was kind of funny. The he started talking to me, but he wouldn’t sit down, he just stood there. Finally I told him to sit down and that’s where it all began.

We talked for a while and then decided to grab something to eat. That night we drove out to Langley to a park called Coyote Creek and there we decided to date. I remember him playing with my hair and he asked me a really silly question: “You’re not going to hit me if I do this in public are you?” I thought it was cute, and of course I said no.

The next day he came over to see if I wanted to go on a date to Westminster Abby with him. We went on our little date and had a lot of fun, that is also where we discovered that we both a strong dislike for horses.

Our relationship didn’t last a long time though, by the end of our second week we were broken up….

Last night Brad and I got to go on a date for the second time this week. We went to see Shrek the Third. I wasn’t expecting it to be anything great seeing as how it’s the third one, and it really wasn’t that great. I guess they ran out of ideas. Originally we were going to go to the 7:30 show, but once we got into the theater I realized how many children there were, so we decided to change our tickets to the 9:30 show instead. Now I don’t have anything against kids in movie theaters, but I just didn’t feel like being in a crowd of children. Besides, I don’t think that Shrek is all that appropriate for kids, but I guess that’s the great thing about it…kids don’t get all the innuendos :) So anyway, we ventured out to Dake Sushi for our pre dinner date. I love that place, I swear they make the best sushi in the world. Mmmmm just thinking about it makes my mouth water. I was a little upset because the waitress forgot to bring me my miso soup, but once I got my mango ice-cream all was ok in the world. Can you tell i’m an ice-cream addict?

Back to Shrek. When we got to the movies I realized how many children there were again. Young children, I’m talking like toddler age. Seriously, what are these parents thinking. You can tell that the kids are out pay past their bed times. One mom was there with a little girl that wasn’t more than 1 year old, ans she threw a fit because she was soooo tired, but instead of her taking her baby out of the theater and home, she just let her cry and ruin the movie for other people. Brad and I both agreed that bringing your young children to the movies that late is out of pure selfishness. I know that i’m being overly critical, but really, put your kids to bed, get a baby sitter, and then go out. Don’t make your kids suffer because you feel like going to the movies. Ugh, that just really frustrated me.

Today we’re going to visit great-grandma. Just waiting for Sophie to wake up and then we’re going to head out. Bye bye.

Grandma Richert & Sophia

 

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