Don and I are very lucky to have grandparents who are crazy-in-love with Dexter. There is almost nothing my mom loves more than to buy Dexter fancy things and then parade him around like a shiny jewel. Dexter's rad shoes? Grandma. Dexter's designer winter parka? Grandma. Designer pajamas? ALL GRANDMA.
I have no problem with any of this because it means I basically never have to go shopping for my own child. He just shows up with new things that fit, and my motto is I don't really care about the style so long as the kid is clothed. Good thing my mama has good taste!
Dexter goes over to my mom and dad's for frequent sleepovers. They have cats, toys, an incredible garden (lots of garden-y wildlife), and a gigantic house. He loves it. They cook him special Dexter friendly Chinese food (hello, congee) and they have a very fancy bathtub with jet bubbles. My mom refuses to say that Dexter is going to have a bath, instead she prefers to refer to it as "spa time".
So on just such a sleepover night, Don and I decided to have an incredibly low key evening sans baby. Lately, whenever I think of a perfect night out I keep thinking less is more. I don't feel like getting dressed up. I don't want to go anywhere fancy. I just can't get enough of hibernating in a t-shirt and very old jeans (though I have to wear heels because they are hemmed too long).
Still, now that the weather is not in a constant state of permafrost, we will always take bikes. Low key evening is accomplished best via low key transportation.
Love the bike lane that runs along the perimeter of my neighbourhood and alongside the train.
The one thing I hate is how it's super convenient, but then you always have to wait for a very long time at this horrible intersection.
But at least waiting around gives me chances to take a panda?
Oh, and then a train came!
Then it was the cars' turn.
And finally we transfer to the road. Can't wait until the streets are swept and there isn't as much scary gravel.
Then, a few minutes later, we arrive at our destination for a "night out".
Oh man, there is something about a good burger and fries that I love. They have this relish that I think is yummy. And the fries are crispy. I also like that the patty isn't the size of a grown man's fist. Something about an overly gigantic hamburger patty that is too spherical, just makes it so hard to eat. Especially if you like your burger with fixings, and I like lots of fixings.
I also really enjoy root beer.
With a full belly I meandered home to watch the third season of Damages on Netflix. I think the character Patty Hewes is simultaneously amazing and terrifying.