The title might seem a little weird, but don’t worry – every date was with my husband. It’s Sunday afternoon and my husband is currently fishing in the Atlantic Ocean and I just finished a cleaning/dancing marathon in the apartment.

I started thinking about the last 48 hours and how grateful I was. I went on a few dates with my husband this weekend and each one was different and completely perfect. Also, I should mention that we didn’t really view them as dates before or during – that is just something I’m titling them now.

Friday night = Listening to records, FaceTime with some friends/family and enjoying root beer floats (made with Not Your Father’s Root Beer)

Rainy Saturday morning = Cinnamon rolls, coffee and Jurassic Park (the original)

Saturday afternoon = Wandering through the little shops in downtown Nyack and a good Mexican brunch complete with breakfast margaritas

Saturday evening = Movie night on the couch with the pups after a good workout.

Then we have today – a day all by myself to clean, read and watch Grace & Frankie and hide from the sweltering heat.

This was a wonderful weekend with no milestone moments or bucket list items. Just a weekend with the two of us doing normal things.

When you have a crazy schedule, you begin to appreciate these weekends. I wish someone would’ve told me to appreciate them more before things got crazy – I might not have listened, but you never know.  So that’s my lesson for you. Make every outing a date and appreciate the quiet “normal” times.  You won’t get as many as you might think.