I'm not sure when it happened, but somewhere along the line I turned into an even bigger homebody than I already was. For some reason nothing ever sounds as fun to me on a Friday or Saturday evening as staying in with a nice glass of wine and a good movie- and with Grandma Harlow on my lap.
This is Grandma Harlow, she's an old Russian woman who gets cranky if you move her too much or try to take her blanket away.
So on the rare occasion when Chris comes home on a Friday night and says "What do you say we just hang out at home tonight?" I jump at the idea. Because even though I'm a recluse, Chris is still Mr. Social. He's the party guy and I'm the couch girl. Sad, I just realized I called myself "couch girl." I think it's time to reevaluate.
But the moment I start to worry I've lost all of my fun I remember that during the week I'm usually out until midnight or later doing stand-up or watching shows at Second City and iO. So I swear I'm not that boring yet.
Chris and I actually have a pretty nice system worked out where we'll go out to dinner together and have some drinks and then when we're done he'll continue on to the bar scene with his bros while I continue on to the couch scene with my Harlows. I feel like we get the best of both worlds really. Saturday evening for example we went with some friends to our favorite little hole-in-the-wall sushi restaurant, Green Tea Sushi.
We sat at the bar (because this place is literally teeny tiny and only has four tables) had some amazing rolls, a few beers, and by the end of it I was more than content to go home and settle in for the night. Does this make me a little bit of a grandma? Yes, probably. But during the winter I just don't care.
Plus, how could I want to spend all night out when I've got this guy waiting for me at home?
Just as a side note, if you're into quirky indie films I watched a good one Saturday night called Frances Ha. It's in black and white and some parts of it are a little bit odd, but for some reason I just loved it. So if you're in a weird mood and want to watch a movie about a 27 year old girl struggling to make it in NYC while staying true to her dreams and passions, I'd recommend it. And now you know why I probably liked it so much.
Hope you all had a wonderful weekend. I'm off to the iO Theater right now to live-tweet the Golden Globes (@iochicago) with the rest of the social media team as we sit in the same seats Tina and Amy once did long ago when they too were just getting their start at iO... Oh to be Tina and Amy.
Cheers to a new week.