Date Night

Yes, the above picture is on our date night. After taking me to a yummy dinner to finish our date we washed his car, then I was asked to step out so he could vacuum and wipe down the inside of the car. Then told I could carefully re-enter the car. I was allowed to wear my shoes but told the option of not wearing them was preferred.

My punkin is very good at taking me out on dates when I ask, or asking me himself. This post is just to give him a hard time because I tell him his new car is his first love lately. I like to tease him when I find him sitting out in it, just hanging out, enjoying his new car. I don’t know if I mentioned that her official name is Stela (Tesla=Stela). You can type the name in the computer so when you say certain commands you can call it by name. There is also a Tesla wave you do to other Tesla’s when you pass them on the road. I have been chastised for not doing the wave when I was driving. Apparently a Tesla passed us and the driver waved and I snubbed them. I assured Ryan it wasn’t intentional. It was because I don’t care what other cars are on the road when I am driving as long as they aren’t crashing into me. I have also been reprimanded for eating a chocolate protein bar in his car. To be fair to Ryan, I did have a crumb fall and melt on the white seat. To be fair to me though I inadvertently cleaned most of it up with my own jeans and I am adult and can eat in my husbands car.

Sarcasm aside, I am glad he is enjoying his new car. He has worked hard the last few years to earn it. I am glad it brings him joy. I get it. I’m still going to occasionally give him a hard time about it though.

As far as being asked to step out of the car so he could clean it on our date, I was perfectly content playing my spider solitaire game while he did it, and taking this picture to write this post to tease him about it.