Last weekend The Boy took me to see my first ballet, The Nutcracker. It was in Downtown Ft. Worth at the gorgeous Bass Performance Hall where I saw Yo-yo Ma perform a few years ago. We had dinner at a pretty Italian bistro tucked into the corner of Sundance Square downtown, and then got to walk through all the happy Christmas decorations and lights to get to Bass Hall a few blocks over. Afterwards we got gelato for dessert, because it seemed like the obvious fun thing to do at 10:30 in the freezing cold :)
As if Christmas-time wasn't magical enough, having a Boy who takes you on lovely Christmas dates makes it a million times more fun. There's just something about the holiday season that makes me nostalgic and sentimental about life in general. In years past Christmas time more than any other time of the year was when I thought the most about my future and The Boy that I hoped would someday be big part of that future. But no amount of imagining and dreaming can prepare you for the loveliness of those abstract dreams starting to take shape in front of your eyes, and a Boy who treats you like a princess.
