I had a Parent’s Night Out evening with some other members of our parenting group last Tuesday. Previous incarnations had been Mothers/Fathers nights out, but it is easier to coordinate when the parent it not specified. Amanda was going to go, but decided that I needed to get out of the house (which I don’t much since I have worked a lot from home for years).
The night out was at 611 Supreme, a bar and restaurant that specializes in crepes in Capitol Hill. I had walked by in many times when we lived in our old apartment, but I had never been inside. I also had not been to the area in quite a while; a huge section of a nearby block had been torn down. It is currently a parking lot, and will be for a while since I doubt there is any funding available to the mixed use building(s) that had been planned.
Moneta, Bethany, Pam, Shannon, and Julia were there. It would have been a Mother’s Night Out if Amanda had attended. Shannon said that it was good that I was there as otherwise everyone might be tempted to merely talk about all their spouses.
It was fun. I had not been out at a bar without Amanda in a long long time. The last time might have been when Jesse was in town way before Lonan Kai was born… we had gone to Shorty’s in Belltown. The last time Amanda and I had been out without LK was our anniversary last July 3rd. Crazy.
Aside: Moneta and Ethan’s anniversary is the same as ours. I believe they got married a year later.
I had a very alcoholic drink at the bar, and then had a mushroom crepe with wine. And then an cappuccino. I should have sampled one of their dessert crepes. They looked pretty good.
All in all, the food was good, although I am not really all that into crepes. The night ended before 10pm, though so we did not paint the town red, although we were joking about heading down to Belltown or Pioneer Square.
Sunday, we went to Little Mel’s first birthday party. It was at a community center up on Beacon Hill (which I had always thought was part of the golf course up there, but I guess not). Mel and Bethany had rented out the room because they had invited a lot of people and obviously there house could not hold everyone. It was fun, too. Little Mel did not seem to be having much fun, perhaps because he had just woken up, but he was enjoying himself more as the party went on.
Today, someone hit the car in Trader Joe’s parking garage. I had been talking to a possible client on the phone when I got a email message about a claim on our insurance (what?), but a bit later Amanda called and said that someone had hit her and she had called to report it. We have an appointment for the car placed near our house tomorrow. I don’t know how all the insurance stuff is handled in Washington state, but I guess I will find out shortly.