Raymond and Debra - II

Two years ago, my husband (then BF of three years) and I went to Olive Garden...on a date. It was great, I even have pictures of that day.
We have almost stopped going out on such "formal" dates since then. We usually go out for lunch on the weekends, and take out for dinner when I don't want to cook. No more dressing up and going out. (Impress करने वाला phase बहुत पहले खत्म हो चुका) We are usually too lazy, or too inert or just too tired to go out.

So this weekend, I said I want to go out for dinner. I asked him on Thursday, he said, how about tomorrow? I said ok.

Friday evening:
Me: So what time are we leaving?
Him: Where are we going?
Me: Dinner? Hello?
Him: Oh, its so nice at home, warm, and cozy and all. I feel like staying put. How about tomorrow?
Me: Ok.

Friday was a LOT of fun. I brought some take-out dinner, he started the fire (wonder why, its so warm these days, but whatever), we tried out margaritas from a book we got as part of a wedding gift. He played some really old and lovely songs for me...specially for you, he said. I danced sitting down on the couch, too tipsy to stand up and dance! Checked blogger every time he took a cigarette break to see if Samby had any updates :) Finally ate at 3 and slept at 4! Had a great time at home!

Saturday was quite uneventful, I actually can't remember what I did during the day! We probably planted something.
Saturday evening:
Me: So what time are we leaving?
Him: where?
Me: Dinner? Hello?
Him: Jaana kya?
Me: Yes.
Him: Ok, you pick.

So I decide to go to Olive Garden, where we had out last "formal" date. All dressed up, we reach there.
We order, we eat, we drink, we talk about the chicken, and simply stare at each other and the others around us. Am thinking, hmmm...Raymond and Debra? We got nothing to talk about either! Except the chicken (Ray talked about the butter or bread or something). We eat and then we leave. On the way back, I can't take it anymore.

Yes my dear readers, I did a Debra!
Me: We had nothing to talk about.
Him: So?
Me: That was a boring date.
Him(as usual): Hmmm.

Quiet for some more time.

Me: I think it was the food. It was so boring.
Him: Hmmm.
Me: Not talking is ok, we don't have to talk all the time.
Him: Hmmm.
Me: What, hmmm, hmmm, say something else.
Him: Hmmm.

:)

Conclusion: This "Debra" will prefer to stay home from now on :) The restaurant ambiance and food's usually too boring!

Watsay, peeps?