This weekend, we had the pleasure of sending Olivia off to her first camping trip with her Brownie Troop!
Not only was this her first camping trip, but it was the first time Susan and I have spent an entire 24 hour period together without her.
We spent the week prior to her trip purchasing and organizing all of the things that were on the camping list (we spent a lot of money on all of that crap!), the best of which was her sleeping bag.
She loves the sleeping bag. No, really loves the sleeping bag. Since we bought it a couple of weeks ago, she has slept in it on the floor of her bedroom every night. The sleeping bag is plenty large, and should suit her for several years of growth, but in the meantime, she uses that extra space for her stuffed animal "friends".
So after all of the preparation, we arrived at the appointed place at 7:30 Saturday morning. Olivia was so jazzed up that she dashed of to join the other squealing and giggling 7 & 8 year olds, promptly forgetting about mom and dad.
They loaded into the cars, and with one final wave, she was gone.
Susan and I decided that we needed to do something for ourselves, and despite the fact that we had a ton of stuff to do around the house, we bailed and went to Colonial Williamsburg! Woo hoo! It is one of our favorite places (ok, I told you all before that I am a history geek), and we haven't been there in nearly a year (which is strange for us).
Williamsburg is about 125 miles south and east from Prince William County, and takes about 90 minutes, plus or minus to drive.
The weather was perfect for us, while we browsed the bookstores and had lunch outside at the splendid (splendid is another word that should be used more often) Williamsburg Cheese Shop.
We also visited Bruton Parish Church, which is the oldest, continually used church/congregation in the United States.
We didn't stay in Williamsburg long... just long enough to spend a nice afternoon together, before heading home for the second part of our long date.
While driving home, we decided to go to the movies. We hadn't been to a movie together, just the two of us, in something like 9 years! So what did we go see? Borat.
Borat was, quite possibly, the funniest movie that I have ever seen! I will spare you the details, as I am certain that my meager descriptive skills are inadequate to the task. All I will say in negative criticism about this film is that I could really have done without the wrestling scene.
If you like funny, you'll love this movie. Not for the easily offended, though.
By the time the movie was over, it was nearly 9 P.M. We had planned to go to a local Italian restaurant, but we were both flagging by then... we settled for frozen pizza and red wine while listening to some quiet jazz to end our evening.
I haven't had that much fun in years.