Impromptu theme night

Other than meticulously cleaning the new apartment, I am not always the most domestic or home-oriented. Sure, I cook a meal a day or so, because eating out all the time would be wholly uneconomical, and on occasion I knit, but that's where my domestic skill comes to a screeching halt, and this is okay with me.

One thing I do really like to devote my attention to, in comparison, is the nerdiness that is family fun activities. Taking a trip, playing cards or a board game, all that is fun, thought it, I admit, can seem extra lame too now that I am living with one other adult and an adolescent cat. I still love doing little lid things so to speak, so I have to be creative.

Tonight, after tidying, I was kind of antsy for some family fun, and I have been reading on Whittaker Woman all about Mrs. W's family fun times with her (granted) two young daughters, toddler son, and husband. Their family fun nights are all things I would love, Splash Mountain Night were they play with water guns, Rainbow night where each family member wears a different colored shirt - Ah, the cheesiness! So when S and went walking to the shops for a coffee, and a flier wedged in our front door for an Indian restaurant caught our eye, theme night was born! (Indian night, couldn't you guess?)

To make matters even better, as we walked to the shops in CV, there was a "FREE" box on the sidewalk with some records and junk in it (literally). We picked out two albums, one being Donna Summer's, and INDIAN DANCE NIGHT was born!!It started out with a nice walk around the neighborhood and a shuttle ride to Mount Vernon/central Baltimore where we got shahi paneer, chicken cheera, and a side of puri at the quaint place advertised on our flier - Indian Tandoor. By quaint, in Baltimore, I mean there were blue plastic table cloths, a High School Musical mirror in the bathroom, and we were the only customers dining in.

After our walk back home, we put on Donna Summer, and were her back up singers, pretty good ones at that. By the third song, most of our lyrics were parodies of "On my Honor," like...Donna: I'll try my best for you, S: Or maybe second best..Me: Just not my worst (All in falsetto, of course).
Next it's on to a Bollywood movie, Rab Ne Bana Di Jodi, that I saw while in India for my friend's wedding, about a beautiful dancer who unhappily marries a geeky IT guy, who eventually wins her heart by entering in a dance contest with her (incognito!!!). We'll drink a take-out chai from the restaurant, and hopefully S will like the plot as much as he apparently did the music video I showed him when I got back home from the wedding.

So I hope this impromptu family fun night is just the start of many more to come, and is the first, but by far, not the silliest.