So, Phil called me on Wednesday asking me out on a date to see Beethoven's 9th symphony since I'm currently reading his biography. We arranged for a babysitter and figured that we would purchase tickets when we got there since I'm still technically a grad student and I get a discount. I've been to many symphonies my days and I've NEVER been to one with a packed house so I didn't even consider the possibility that the show would be sold out. I think we made history last night...the first couple to be turned away from a symphony performance. What happened to the struggling arts?
This was us all dressed up, ready to be high class and to lower the average age of the audience at least 20 years.

This is us after driving 40 miles only to be escorted out...what else could we do at 9:00 with only an hour and a half left with a babysitter. That's right. We went on a night run in the rain.

Although the night was a date disaster, we still had a good time and we exercised long enough to indulge in some mint moose track ice cream. Anyone top that?