No, I don't mean that I am going on a date with a mystery person. It is a tradition that the hubs and I have. It started two months into our dating. He made dinner plans and didn't tell me where we were going. While at dinner, I suggested that we make it a regular thing and alternate months until the end of time. Did I mention that we started this TWO MONTHS into our dating? Why he didn't excuse himself and go to the bathroom and leave me at the restaurant with the check, I will never know. Good man, he is.
The premise of "Mystery Date" is that one month one of us chooses a date and surprises the other one. Before living together and before getting married, the one planning the date also drove and paid. We still do the drive part, but the money all comes from one place now. Well, I drive to most of my dates. Last nite he drove in the general direction until it was time for me to take over. I don't like to drive. Period.
Anyway, I got us tickets to see "Fiddler on the Roof" at Super Summer Theater at Spring Mountain Ranch Park.
It was soooo much fun. The hubs called it his most favorite mystery date to date. Once we got there, and I felt so sleuth sneaking in a bottle of Smart Water, I noticed that coolers, wine, sodas, beer, etc. are all welcomed. What the heck! I was happy for planning such a great date but so annoyed at how much better it could have been.
So the moral of the story is: GO and check out one of these plays. We can't wait until next month. The weather was amazing after the sun went down. Take wine, a blanket and someone who you would like to make out with. Enjoy.