Getting ready for a dinner date.. Guys vs Girls....

You already know from the title what the topic is.. If you have ever rolled your eyes in disgust at the thought of this title then you should know exactly where I'm going to go with it.. I'm going to give you a quick guy vs girl look at getting ready to go out on a nice dinner date with your person... In MY case anyway (and MANY others too I'm sure... and if not.. you all suck...) :) Keep in mind that the little scenario here is leaving OUT all the extra fun the kids and everyday life dispense... with all THAT we'd have a small book! So we'll just stick to the title for today and try not to mix it in with everything else...Also keep in mind that my husband and I "go out" alone MAYBE three times a year.. and so yes.. it feels like we're actually DATING when we go. That's how rare it is to be somewhere together without kids, toys, bottles and diaper bags...  Here we go...



A week before the date....

Me: "How about we get a sitter and go out to eat just the two of us this weekend.."

Husband: "Sounds good. Where do you want to go?"

Me: "Hmm... I'll think about it."

Husband: "Ok."



Four days before the date....

Me thinking: Do I want to wear a dress... or a skirt.. Or this... No.. Ooooo... THIS! If I could just... get it.. ON... There.. Oh yeah.. I would date me.. Wait.. what the.. a HOLE? Seriously?!? Damn it!!! No...... AAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRGGGGGGGGGG! *Throws not so perfect outfit in the back of the closet before leaving and watching a show*



Three days before the date....

Me calling husband: "Where do you think we should go to eat? It's up to you."

Husband: "Umm... Olive Garden?"

Me: "hmm... Not really feeling THAT.... or Chinese... or Mexican... anything else though..."

Husband: "So... McDonalds?"

Me: "Hahaha... No. Not McDonalds. I don't know.. maybe... something with steak and salad? I don't know."

Husband: "We'll figure something out I'm sure.."

Me: "Ok ok... love you bye."

Husband: "love you, bye."




The day before the date....

Me thinking: I should've bought a dress... But I don't always wear them.. I'll just do a skirt.. With THIS shirt maybe... Oh my God I need to paint my toenails! That's bad...  and why... Man I wish my legs weren't so freaking WHITE! I look like I have a disease or something.. I think I'm too white for a vampire even.. Freaking Twilight! Better white than super hairy I guess.. Nope, not going with a skirt!  Maybe I'll wear pants... Dressy pants with a cute top... But WHICH top... This is so f***ing annoying! Maybe we'll just hit a drive thru alone.. Ooooo.. how romantic... BLAH! This sucks... I can't find what I want!! *as I rifle through smashed together hanging garments in my bursting closet...* Whatever.. I still have tomorrow. *Give up and leave the room.*



The morning of the date....

Me thinking: Holy shit, look at that hair! I need spray.. my straightener.. I should've straightened yesterday... Whoa... I need HELP is what I need.. *Start straightening hair for the first time...*

Later...

Me thinking: Why does my hair look really good on one side and poofy on the other? Grrr... Stay DOWN! *Applying spray and straightening hair for the second time* Ok.. find the top.... Too big.. too tight.. too blah... Ahhh... here we go.. Got the shirt.. got the pants.. got the.. shoe? Where the hell is the other shoe.... Girls!!!!! *Go to daughters bedroom.. rifle through the closet, toy box, under the bed...* Ah ha! In the Lego box.. Why wouldn't it be in the Lego box... *Go back to my room..*

Me calling husband: "are you getting off work at the normal time (5pm) and do you want to eat around 6?"

Husband: "I should be and sure."


Later....


My getting ready.... Time lapse of about... 45-60 minutes..

Jump in the shower and NOT getting my previously straightened hair wet, get out, put on pants, shirt (after the underwear things of course), go to the vanity start the makeup... Foundation, bronzer, blush, eye shadow, eye liner. Hmm.. Mascara..? Sure.. Mascara. Get in the jewelry drawer for a bracelet, a nice watch, a necklace and earrings... Look in the mirror.. See semi poofy hair.. Go for round three with the straightener... Spray hair.. Grab deodorant then perfume... Last minute look in the mirror.. Good. Glance at the clock.. should be here any time.. Grab my heels, slip them on, grab some lip gloss for a quick shine.. Done... About damn time...

Husband gets home and gets ready... Time lapse of no more than... 10 minutes.. and that's a stretch...

He jumps in the shower, grabs shampoo, rinses and gets out, towel dry's hair, adds gel and slicks it into place with his fingers.. Hair is done... Goes to his closet and grabs some dark jeans and a solid black shirt.. Puts them on.. Grabs socks.. Puts them on.. Same with shoes... Goes and puts on deodorant and a spritz of cologne... Throws a watch on and guess what... he's DONE!


I look at him and think "My God he looks good..." and then think "God being a woman sucks some times... Here I am getting ready and thinking about this night for DAYS and he gets in and out of the shower and his closet in under ten minutes ready to go... What a load of......."

So yeah... I usually have to touch up the hair AGAIN before we stroll out. Isn't that just the way... So much for a special night.. SO much time and effort for an hour or two to fly by... Yeah.. Some times.. Being a woman just sucks! And as usual.. Men have it so easy..... Suckers. Still love the time though. And thankfully, he doesn't ever NOT tell me I'm not looking good! (Is that right? lol) So at least my prep time (MAJOR PREP TIME) and effort never go unnoticed! ;)

Hoping I'm not the only one out there with this problem... You know who you are! :) Happy Monday everyone!!! -Super Mom