Date night

Craig and I went out on a date. Well, not really a date since it wasn't planned or anything. Mid afternoon as he was reading a section of Wednesday's paper which was still floating around on our dining room table he decided we should try a new restaurant called Sea Salt. So we did and it was delish and then we went to a movie. The latter not so successful. The movie itself was ok (The American with George Clooney) - I think mainly an excuse for him to shoot a movie in Italy. The scenery was beautiful, the plot thin. But the main problem was that the place was full of consumptives one of whom was sitting right behind us. When she wasn't coughing and choking, she was unwrapping lozenges. I am not a germaphobe but eventually I just leaned forward because I couldn't help visualizing being sprayed with germs.