Every parent with young toddlers understands that it's healthy for one's marriage to schedule "date nights" with one's spouse in order to keep the marriage healthy.
But let's face it. It ain't that easy. Shit, the going rate for babysitters in NYC is $15/hour (plus dinner + cab fare.) If BossLady and I want to run out for a burger, a beer, and a movie, it usually ends up costing us over $150.00!
Not really the cheap date night that we were looking for.
Today, the wife and I both took the day off from work for Good Friday. However, we soon realized that the Peanut's daycare was open. So instead of going to church, what did we do? We dropped the kid off at daycare, returned home, took a 2-hour nap, went out for a leisurely lunch, did some shopping, and headed out to the movies ("Blades of Glory"...hilarious!)
Now, it's late at night and I'm feeling guilty. Shocking? Not really. Considering I was raised as a Christian and grew up surrounded by Jews, guilt is always looming around somewhere in the background.
Maybe it's all the scotch I've had tonight but I can't help but feel more than a little remorse that we had such a great time on Good Friday. But you know what? Screw it. Both my wife and I work hard and we rarely get any free time to ourselves. I don't have one of those WWJD bracelets but I'm pretty sure if Jesus had a kid, he'd do the same thing, right?
Ok, maybe he wouldn't get high and start blogging but I'm sure he'd be with me in spirit (Holy spirit, right?)
Man, I really am going to hell. Why? Just because I wanted some "alone time" with my wife? Am I the only one? Anyone else play hooky today?
No? Ok, what are YOU doing this weekend? (Please tell me you're going to church to pray for my soul.)