'Mileage'

Soo, the first night we were in California I asked Tyler what 'the plan' was for the following day - which is somewhat of a nightly ritual for us. I was referring particularly to the wedding we were there for - I thought there was a rehearsal dinner, or things to help with, etc. The conversation went something like this:

Tyler- I thought we'd head over to Santa Cruz in the morning - do the boardwalk thing and hit the beach.
Me- K. Sounds good.
Tyler- We probably need to head back fairly early though, so we have time to get ready. (Red flag! Red flag! My husband is planning out time for me to get ready? Something is not right.)
Me- Get ready for what? Rehearsal dinner?
Tyler - No, we have other plans.
Me- So, there's no dinner?
Tyler- I think there is a dinner, but we're doing something else.
(awkward pause)
Me- Um, isn't that kind of rude? I mean we're here for the wedding.
Tyler- Well, the boys are going to the dinner, we're just doing something else.
Me- So there is a dinner. What are we doing, and that seems even worse - your family is babysitting the boys during the dinner while we do something else. . .
Tyler- You know what we're doing, and they offered.
Me- Mm, don't know what we're doing.
Tyler- Yes you do (huge smirk covering his face).
Me- Nnno I don't.
Tyler- Yes, you do. What is there to do here?
Me- Ahhh, I don't know. This is your town. There are a million things to do in San Francisco. Why are you being so weird?
Tyler- Because you know.
Me- Ohmygosh, I. don't. know. what. you're. talking. about.

I won't put you through the next ten minutes of "yes you do"s and "no I don't"s - then you would be as frustrated as I was. Bottom line is that for months Tyler had been planning (plotting) with his family to surprise me and take me to Wicked. He had everything worked out and I literally had no idea. I love surprises! I love Wicked! First Tyler brought me a bunch of New York Times Crossword Puzzles for trip (which ties with flowers, btw. I love them so.), then this? The whole trip was like a honeymoon all over again - only driving in a Suburban with four restless boys and my mother-in-law, so not quite the same after all. But still very, very good.

The gorgeous Orpheum Theatre

A not-so-gorgeous shot of us after the show!

(From the day we came home Tyler has been dumbfounded that I haven't just blurted out "We went to Wicked" to everyone I see. 'Did you tell ____?, Did you tell ____?" He keeps saying, "I thought I'd get more mileage out of this". I'm thinking this counts. Thank you, Baby! Here's your mileage!)

(And a huge 'thanks' to Tyler's family for making our night out possible! You are all so great!)