Thank you for chiming in about the wedding dress! And it was fun to hear about some of your own wedding attire experiences. I am excited and relieved to have that big project finished. Of course, there are always several more right behind it that I need to get a moving on. This holiday weekend, however, we’re taking a break and heading up the coast to Boston. Dave now has two siblings in the MA, and we are thrilled to have the chance to go visit. 

Last night we kicked off the weekend right, by almost going to the Redskins game. 

I say almost, because we were planning on going, had tickets and a sitter, then a few things happened. First, Milo woke up on the wrong side of the toddler bed, and we were crunched for time so my comfort measures (I think I used Smarties and Elmo:) put us behind schedule to pick Dave up from work. That, in turn, put us behind schedule to drop the kiddos at our friend’s house. Which got us on the road late. None of that would have mattered much, because the traffic as we drove through the city was stand-still. So, we detoured, which got us lost. In Anacostia. When we finally got back on track, by using both the GPS and the iPhone we missed our exit. After taking the next, turning around, and getting back on the beltway, we made it to the stadium an hour after the game had begun, and an hour and a half after our date had begun! Somehow we got stuck in a lane for parking pass holders, which is not us, and we had to figure out how to then exit the GREEN 2 lot. The exit was a line of cars at a stand-still waiting for a chance to enter the cash only pay lot where for $40.00 you can secure a spot. We neither had cash, nor wanted to pay double the price of our tickets to park, and it was now 8:30 pm and we were picking the boys up at 10:00 pm close to our home which was at least 30 minutes from the stadium (without detours and traffic!) Our moods were both slowly declining and we decided to save the date we’d have to cut our losses and choose something else to do. I was starving at this point, so I looked up the Washingtonian Cheap Eats 2011 list, searched by “Alexandria” neighborhood, and discovered Cheesetique.

Small, dim, and cozy with a gourmet cheese-centered menu. 

It’s my kind of place. 

We grabbed the one small empty table against the wall, browsed the cheese plate selections (menu above), and tried to unwind from the two-hours+ of nothing going quite right. Dave told me with a smirk that when we were in the car and he had asked what I was trying to do to help him stay in a good mood, and I answered “Being fine and telling you where to go.” That those two probably both weren’t things that would ever help his mood much (especially since he knows that “fine” pretty much means “horrible” in my vocabulary). And we laughed and flirted and ordered.