It is official. I have become the boy in this relationship and Incredible has become the girl. Sad, but very true.
Last night instead of celebrating Cinco de Mayo, like everyone else did, we took a world tour of Dallas. It was nice because he got a convertible for tomorrow's (gulp) trip. You so know, I will center my arrive-at-the-'rents house outfit around the scarf that will be holding my hair down a la Bridget Jones, in that convertible. Don't mess. Now, if I only had a pair of REALLY huge sunglasses to go with, oh, but I digress. We went on search for an audio book CD to listen to on the way up. Don't worry, we are not fools, we didn't get one because at the last hour of being in Borders, we (meaning I) realized we would be in a convertible, so what the heck are we doing here? Before that, we both had cravings for Greek food specifically gyros. I cannot believe we live in the restaurant Mecca and neither one of us could think of a Greek restaurant. So, we traveled outside of Dallas Proper (GASP!) and scoured Addison for one.
Okay, for those who don't know, lately I've been trying the Dallas Snob on for size. Thanks to Sheer Dallas on TLC. That means, if it's not within Dallas, proper, I don't want anything to do with it. Nada, and I cringe at the thought of the suburbs and the outskirt cities scare me. The fit has been too tight for my Payless Shoes (Thank you, BlueDreamer, I LOVE them so much, I want to definitely move in with my shoes).
We scoured Addison, which has a ton of restaurants. A ton and I am not kidding. It's crazy. Crazier that we still didn't find a Greek place to eat. We settles for Carmine's. Carmine's is a pizzeria, which sells by the slice and it is really good. So, good I still have the taste of garlic in my mouth.
While we sat on the same side of the table (to watch the game, we're not that cute), we ventured into conversations about our (future, not present) kids. Largely because there was a father/son duo sitting by us. Let's get you on a secret: I adore fathers when I see them doing fatherly activity in public because mine is an asshole and he never did those activities with us. Yeah, if you want to fund the therapy, let me know. Usually I can do my adoration internally, but since Incredible knows this about me, he likes to stop and talk it out. So, we talk about how we (he) would be a great parent to said un-born child. Since, I am on the cusp of that biological clock, I replied with how I wanted a child but not so much now. You can see where this lead to much non-needed conversation.
I survived it, somehow. Then went on a worry binge about a friend, to which he thought I was crazy and would make a super mom, but I'd be the fun mom. Hold it. Yes, he said that.
I ignored it because right now I am crazy and am channeling some non-committed person who does not live here. I even shook his hand free of mine when he tried to hold it walking back to the car.
When did we become that couple? I can make it 5 steps to the car on my own. Then, you know all Hell almost broke loose, in my head, when he opened my car door for me...is this the same man? Is it? I don't think so.
We leave tomorrow. Many thoughts are going through my head. Most of them are very shallow and center around what cute outfits I will be buying/packing tonight. The others are mostly angst, excitement, and nerves. I'll charge my phone up to the fullest bar tonight, so plan on emergency phone calls, text messages, or an S.O.S.