Date Night Tribulations

So after a "date night" with the boyfriend, henceforth boringly-or-elegantly-depending-on-which-way-you-like-to-look-at-it referred to as K., I am $46 poorer. And that's just my half. Good lord.

On the other hand, we saw a pretty good movie ("The Painted Veil"), had delightfully greasy hamburgers, and enjoyed positively superior cake, and did not have to wait for the crosstown bus in the rain.

It's a tradeoff.

And I'll have to be very, very careful for the rest of the week. (I'm concerned because of two social engagements, but perhaps I can cut back enough on lunches that I can make it work.)