Tuesday, June 10, 2008

A night sans kids avec Sloan et hipsters.

Scott and I went out on our first date since Cameron was born tonight. It was lovely. Truly. I felt light as a feather as I walked from the car to the GO train. No baby, no car seat, no diaper bag. Only my purse and me. I almost felt naked. Naked, and carefree. It only took me three days of pumping milk after feedings to get here.

We met up at Scott's work and went for dinner at Il Fornello. We sat on the patio and enjoyed the perfect weather and gazed at Lake Ontario. I didn't even mind that there was a family with four kids sitting only a few feet away from us. After all, those were somebody else's kids, not my problem if one of them throws a fit, throws up or throws a toy. They were actually very well behaved, my kids would never show that well in public.

After my first dinner without a baby on my lap in six weeks, we went over to the Orange Music Lounge to watch Sloan. They played a short set, but hey, the tickets were free, and George Stroumboulopoulos stood in front of us for the entire show, eating a tuna sub in one hand and draping his arm around one of Scott's coworkers with the other. Slick. The guy has eating, flirting, and networking down to a science - mad respect.

The band sounded great - I liked the songs they played from their new album. I also enjoyed watching all the hipsters at the show. I'm not sure what made my want to laugh more - their super tight jeans or their ability to listen to Sloan rock out without moving a collective muscle. Seriously, the hipsters could be identified strictly by their lack of movement and love of form fitting apparel.

One last note - we got home to find out that Max has figured out how to escape his crib. We have a twin bed set up for him, so this isn't really that big of a deal. But I was hoping we'd have a bit longer (like until September) before we would have to transition him into his big boy bed. Guess we now have no choice. Good times!

7 comments:

  1. Stephanie11:07 p.m.

    Oooooo... which co-worker? George is actually already married to one of my colleagues. He just doesn't know it yet.

    Congrats on getting out of the house already. You really are a rockstar! A well-deserved night on the town.

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  2. Haha! I was totally on the lookout for hipsters, but didn't see too many (that I didn't already know, lol). I like hipsters.

    :-)

    See some of my photos from the Sloan show here: http://historyjen.blogspot.com/2008/06/yay-sloan-yay-part-2.html

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  3. stephanie - tell your friend that George apparently digs the yummy mummies ;-) - the coworker in question is a CM who just returned from mat leave! That's the back of her head in the picture.

    historyjen - I like hipsters too, my best friend is part hipster. I also find them mock-worthy, because they are cool in that "I'm so not trying to be cool that I'm cool" way.

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  4. Yeah! Date night! Aren't they sweet, sweet things? Amazing how we took them for granted before kidlettes, huh!? :)

    So glad you had a good time!

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  5. I want to know what part of me is the hipster part! ;)

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  6. Those fitted jeans you have, and form fitting stripe shirts...and, uh, that withering look you have in your arsenal of expressions for when someone/something does not impress you in the least. Very hipster.

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  7. All right, I'll buy that. I guess also I wear scarves all the time and like listening to records.

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