Super lame

I am 34 going on 60.
We've got a babysitter tonight. TheBoy is going to stay with a friend for a fun-filled evening of little guy activities -- jumping on each other, running into each other, rolling over each other, etc. Which means we have an entire evening free and open before us. Judybat has spent the week bugging me about what I want to do. Should we go to the theater? Should we go hear some music? Should we go to a comedy club? She's very eager to do something adult, beyond dinner and a movie, while we still can.
Here's the problem: All I really want to do is ... nothing. I'd go see a movie, except there's nothing playing here that I really feel rises to babysitter level. I'd go eat someplace swanky, except that only covers about 90 minutes of our night. I don't really have any interest in going to see Molly Ringwald in a travelling version of "Sweet Charity," -- insert your own "Sixteen Candles" joke here -- or Portland's version of improv, or music that is going to be too loud to actually understand the lyrics. (See, that's old lady talk!)
Maybe if we lived in a bigger city, there would be something out there that sparked my interest. But I'm not so sure. Quite honestly, I'd be perfectly happy staying home, playing with the kid, reading a little bit and crashing by 10. And here's what's sad: That's not the pregnancy talking.
I am the lamest person in the world.

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Of course you're staying home tonight - to watch a New York team actually win a playoff game.
That was just cold, dear. Cooooold.
Well, in the interests of finding common ground across the aisle, as it were, J. tried to get me to go watch the game at a local bar, but I looked at the loud gathered crowd and we came back home. I am 34 going on 60 as well.
first let me start by saying that I am sorry the YAnkees lost the playoffs. There is always next year. I can totally relate to what you are saying. When it was only Jake. I loved to stay home because he went to bed so early. Wait until you have two and you are on maternity leave, then you'll really want to go out , let alone, go back to work early.
Having fun can sometimes feel like an assignment. You have three hours, you have to have fun, now...GO!
Sometimes all you want is a couch with no one else on it, unless they will rub your feet. Of course, you would really like a glass of wine to go along with that, but if you're in a family way, you get to have very little grownup fun. Plus, you're crazy tired all the time. I feel your pain, Miss Anna. I never thought I could be so damn tired and apathetic either.
To those of you who might be wondering: We went to dinner. Then we went home and read until bedtime. In other words, it was the perfect night.
At first I thought to recommend that maybe next time send JudyBat out with the sitter and you stay home with The Boy.
Then I got to your comment regarding what you actually did. A better idea. Indeed.
Buy a motorcycle, you both won't be able to wait for the opportunities to go out. Its Fuuuuuun! And parking it is a breeze. Then in the second year, you take off the p-pad.
Whats that all about?
Maybe a sidecar is the perfect compromise, I still wont be able to hear and banter, but she can come along.
i refuse to admit that i want to do nothing but read (or play on the psp), eat and sleep when i get home.
i refuse.
i adamantly refuse
it's not working is it?
I wish I'd read this earlier so that I could have STRENUOUSLY recommended "Jackass 2." You want to feel young again? Just watch yourself laugh when a midget bungee jumps while attached to a fat guy and then you'll realize we're all adolescents at heart.
...or bust a gut laughing at the 10th season premiere of South Park, called "Make Love, Not Warcraft." I thing Comedy Central is re-airing it Thursday night. am a 15-year-old boy deep down. South Park and ATHF (Aqua Teen Hunger Force) always get me.
Um, Jacob, you know we're both girls right? I don't think we'd be allowed to buy tickets to Jackass 2, even if we wanted them.
ATHF is where it's at. Carl is one of the greatest cartoon characters ever made.
Yes, I know you're both girls, but I also know that girls are giving in to the inevitable dumbening of America. I know this because at least a quarter of the Jackass audience was female and was laughing almost as hard as their boneheaded, violence-loving, fart-joke appreciating dates. It's either a great sign of equality or a sad day for humanity.
We're doing our part by watching "Studio 60" every week.
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