He got us a hotel in Appleton for the night, reservations at the Lemon Grass, an Asian bistro, and tickets to see Wicked. The hotel was clean and quiet. The restaurant was delicious (crab wontons and spring rolls, yum!). The show was excellent, and we had really good seats. Kudos to the husband.
And in return? He got a card.
Hey, there was even a monkey joke in it! Eh.
I tried, a little.
The first time we saw Wicked was in Chicago with the blumes. The husband says that the two shows were very similar, but I would have sworn that they were different. There were whole scenes and songs I don't remember from Chicago. Then again, Chicago was about two weeks after I had a car accident that addled my brains a bit, so a lot of stuff from that time period is kind of hazy.
The only hitch was that the husband had a hard time falling asleep at the hotel, so he was all the sudden chatty until around 3AM. There are a lot of things you can tell your husband when he's arranged a romantic getaway for Valentine's Day, "shut up and go to sleep" is not one of them. So, of course, the next day the husband was kind of sleepy and Milo is always up for a nap.
Aren't they cute?
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