A tweet from Lauren inspired me to beg her for a guest post last night as my plane was pulling away from JFK. And here it is:
so barack and michelle obama celebrated their anniversary this saturday. man, i love watching them interact: they're both so accomplished! their body language is so endearing (their campaign fist bump was goddamn adorable)! they make a point of spending private time together! they're like a little fish bowl, except they have a bunch of advanced degrees and i don't have to feed them shrimp flakes. obama relationship headlines would be the greatest thing ever - if they didn't force me to deal with the bullshit that is "date night" over and over.
i could fill several screens with my hatred of "date night" - think madeline kahn in clue, flames, on the side of my face, breathing-breathl- heaving breaths. heaving breath - but i think yesterday's twitter rant with meg (who was terribly patient with me) sums it up nicely.
can we retire the clunky use of "date night" re: married people? i do not date my husband, thanks.
seeing a movie, going out for drinks, getting dinner. a term cheapens what should be natural and makes it sound forced.
like the media called it "date night" when the obamas went out for their 17th anniversary. that's the dumbest shit i've heard all day.
the concept ("us night," if you will) is fine; the term itself reinforces the idea that romance dies when dating becomes marriage.
i'm an editor at a women's magazine; if i can get over "date night," anyone can. let's kick it with our husbands, by all means - but let's use language that does our relationships justice, yes?
p.s. H-town and I barely dated in the first place. So who says dating is romantic. Is what I'd like to add.
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