Could have spent the evening getting the the end of my Mariner's Compass blocks,
Instead I went with Mr. Between Stitches to the World Championships Squash in Rotterdam held in the very lovely Luxor Theatre. ( bad iPhone photos to follow)
(star dancers...who, once in the box, couldn't get out...)
The thought crossed my mind to take some sock knitting with me....but I couldn't find the one I was working on. I even thought about taking some hand stitching with me, but that didn't last as the lighting would be bad,
( blindingly fast games...)
I gently suggested that perhaps he'd like to go with one of his squash buddies, who really understood the game ( to me it was merely fly swatting in a box) but the tickets were bought with me in mind, wich included evening of dinner and spending time - just the two of us....
(entertainment during the break.....)
So I armed myself with tic-tacs and rolls of salty licorice, and settled in my seat, took a breath,
and ended up getting into this incredible game of skill, speed, stamina, and strategy, and had a fabulous time! I was calling shots, and hooting and cheering with all the rest to the pleasant but quizzical surprise of Mr. Between Stitches. He beamed, happy, and I think I've earned quite a few brownie points....(wink!)
What do you think? shall I offer him to join me at an afternoon Bee, followed by a romantic dinner?
Would that work? Ok, I'll wake up out of that dream now....