Girls' Night Out

So tonight was girls' night out. Since I'm not a girl, I wasn't invited. Since this was a method of going and enjoying herself for my wife, the kids weren't invited either. What's that leave? Me watching them... after I finished mowing.

The kids were remarkably easy tonight, which is well because of late they've been a little more difficult than usual, but my plight or lack thereof aside, I'm happy to report my wife had some much-needed fun out with her friends, something she gets to do all too infrequently because of the eleventy billion things she has to do all the time. Mexican food, margaritas, and, apparently, laughing until their sides and faces hurt were on the menu... and for me: pizza and a quiet night with the girls sitting in the other room debating things in their usual semi-bickering but not really arguing way and then (???) going to bed early without being asked to. I think the younger one is still a bit lost on what to do since she's still grounded.

All-in-all, it was pretty good. I spent most of the evening researching some exercise-related junk I've been meaning to look up for a while, and as with so many things in that field of study, I know absolutely nothing about what I tried to find out except what some manufacturers tell me in hopes that I buy their stuff. I sometimes think there's just not any real, reliable information on almost anything out there. Everything is too much advertising, marketing, and dollars. Then again, I can't really complain about that, at least not fairly.

It's getting late, but it's about time to go spend what little time there is left in the evening with said lovely wife that just got home from her fun time with her buddies just a little bit ago. Guys, take it from me, it's definitely worth its weight (its difficulty?) in gold to get over yourself and let your other take off and have some fun for the evening without getting all riled up about when she will or won't be coming home or what she's doing. Give the freedom you'd expect to be given!