The Surprise Date

My mom had to work, Phil's mom was outta town, so we had my dad watch Remi, first time ever. Neither or them had ever been unsupervised together before. I was totally fine with it. My dad is a responsible fun grandpa, he just never gets his chance to shine cause all the grandmas are always around. I figured the biggest risk would be that my dad would fall asleep. Even then, with Remi there, he'd only be out 5 minutes before Remi found a blunt object and bashed him over the head with it. So I had no worries. I could tell my dad was excited cause at work he asked me what Remi likes to eat these days. Remi is a major carnivore, he loves meat. Thank God he atleast loves broccolli too. I can serve up a 4 course meal, meat, carb, veggie, fruit and he will ignore it all and always eat the meat first.

I told my dad that he'd be a super star if he made some spaghetti, or even just a cheeseburger with a ton of ketchup. Dad liked that idea and decided he was going to make his famous homemade baked macaroni and cheese dish, with some cheeseburgers. He was so stoke he decided to leave work early to go to the grocery store and start supper.

When I went over to drop Remi off with him after work, things seemed under control, I was actually only worried Remi would realize gramma wasn't around and not let me leave. That wasn't the case though, Remi was tearing around the house and re arranging everything to suit his needs, moving chairs up against walls so he can reach shelves and what not, lol. I felt compelled to lay out the Remi Rules and guidelines:

"Your Gun Room locked dad?" - of course.

Alright, well have fun boys! lol...

We had a blizzard that day, it worked out ok cause he wanted to take the Power Wagon he just rebuilt and go bah-haing in the snow. I was just getting out of the shower and digging through a pile of my clean clothes naked when Phil accosted me. I said, "NO, your taking me out, you dont have sex before a date, you have sex after a date! Your gonna ruin it! Plus, this pretty undergarment came in the mail finally and I was gonna wear it under my clothes and surprise you later with it.", "Your so sexy, come on.". I argued and argued and argued, but that doesnt seem to get me anywhere with Phil. Finally he said, "We have to have sex now, you'll understand later!"....ooo some sort of hint to what we are doing tonight..."Ok".

Afterwards...I got myself ready and we jumped in the giant most rednecky steel pickup ever, he loves it. Its painted camo and solid as a tank. Google PowerWagon, not sure of the year but I dont think they were made for all that long so its all prolly the same.

We pulled up to the liquer store for some road beer (dont give me any grief, its different around here mkay?) I opened my door and heard a hissing, he said "whats that?", I said "i dont know" and looked around cause it was coming from my side, "The tire.". Poor Phil was so upset. He wanted to stand there bashing his head against the truck for a while and I was like, "What are you doing!? Get it home before it goes all the way flat! Ill wait here.", he snapped out of his grief and hopped in the pickup and flew it home.

I went inside and settled on some Mike's Hard Spiced Cider, my favorite...ill be so sad when they discontinue it again until next Christmas. Phil came back with my car, I was trying to not allow him to wallow. I still had no knowledge of what the evening would bring but it was obvious to me ditch diving on the back roads through snow drifts on minimum maintenance roads in the power wagon was going to be a substantial part of it.

We hopped in, and I offered- "Its alright, we can still go back roading in my car, she does pretty well in the snow."..."ya."...So off we went. Headed out of town North and hopped onto a back road headed West. There is only one town I can think of in the direction, but I didn't wanna let him know I knew so early on.

The snow was crazy, like we were traveling through space, the flakes were giant and it was the wet sticky kind. We went real slow so as no to get stuck, we cruised out in the middle of no where for about 40 minutes and went 18 miles. We enjoyed a couple of beers on the way and had some idle chit chat about the Power Wagon, Work, Our son. At some point I mentioned I knew where we were going, he said "Yea, I planned on going south west and hooking around and entering from the other side of town, but your car wouldn't have been able to do it...".

We went in some place i'd never been before, looked like a dive. I was kinda disapointed until Phil pointed me eyes to the white marker board, "FRI NIGHT SPECIAL: ALL YOU CAN EAT CRAB LEGS $24.99"...Yippee! Thats my all time favorite food! I love crab legs! Delicious. The only place that serves them is over an hour away and we only go there for very special occasions. I am always blithering how there needs to be a crab shack closer, how I would open one and thats all we would serve, a variety of different kinds of crab legs and vats of melted butter all around.

Phil said he heard it on the radio, thought of me, knew i'd like it. He even called to make sure it wasn't a mistake and to find out how long they were open and if a reservation was needed and what not. She said no like that was a silly question and it just reinforced the fact that Phil and I are about the only ones around here totally in love with Crab Legs, and it was only 18 miles away from home...but cause of the snow it took us 40 minutes.

We ordered our first plate of Alaskan King Crab legs, they were freshly made to order so you had to let them know if/when you wanted another plate. I dug in, prolly had a stupid smile on my face while cracking open a claw or something cause Phil was starring at me with a smirk, "What?" I asked him, "Nothing, your just so beautiful, and I love seeing you happy.", "Aww...thank you.".

I had two plates of crab legs. Phil isn't quite as enamored with crab legs as I am, so he also had some shrimp and freshly fried cat fish and walleye. I was absolutly gorged. So yummy.

Then we took the back roads home, we would have taken our sweet time anyway but because of the weather we didn't have any other choice. I had a hard time keeping my eyes open, between my stuffed belly full of crab, and the vortex of snowflakes. Phil saw my rubbing my belly and laying my head back and said, "See, I told you we needed to have sex before we went out, your too full to make any lovin now! Haha.", "Ya, good call babe, I'd explode."

We walked into my parents house and there was dad and Remi snuggled on the couch, it looked like Remi was in some kind of chocolate high cause pudding was smeared all over his face and in his hair. He was sitting on grandpas knees starring intently at "How to train your Dragon". I suspect grandpa was in and out of consciousness because he had putting on his face too but seemed completly un aware. This made me laugh.

They had a lot of fun together, dad said mom called to check on them a few times, "Apparently people dont think i've done this before.". I dont say anything, but he hasn't done this before. My dad was a raging alcoholic and completly missed out on both my brother and I from the ages of 5 months to about 5 years old. I asked, "People?", "Ya your borther called too, I told him I was hanging out with Remi tonight and he asked if mom was there and I said no and he was like, 'so you are Remi are alone?' like he was super shocked and concerned."...I had to laugh, I can hear my brothers condescending tone perfectly. I told me dad, "Well I had no doubts."

We went home and put Remi to bed and Phil and I watched a movie "Surrogates" (really trippy fyi) and hit the sack. That was my "Surprise" evening with my hubby. : )