Smokey Bones Not Included

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He came home and called my name.

“I’m back here,” I yelled from our bedroom and he rushed back, his eyes lit. He had a plastic bag in his hands and a huge smile on his face. “I got you something,” he said with a lopsided smirk. I know that smile – it’s pride and mischief all rolled into one goofy grin.

“Okaaaaayyyy,” I replied slowly and I held out my hand. Our seventh anniversary was just days away. Earlier he had asked me what I wanted to do for our special day and I told him I didn’t care as long as he planned it. I hoped this little package had something to do with the big day.

The bag said GOODWILL across the front. This didn’t bode well for him or for me. I reached inside the bag and pulled out…light blue leather pants in a snakeskin pattern.

“Uuummm…” I said, because I didn’t know what else to say. Was he serious? WAS. HE. SERIOUS?! So I just stood there awkwardly and he burst into laughter.

“I’m just kidding,” he said, holding his sides. “I saw those today and thought they were hilarious and thought I’d give to you as a joke.”

My face probably looked something like this. Ha ha huh? Photo by Avodah Images.

“Oh,” I said, stuffing the world’s ugliest pants back into the bag. “Um…ha. ha. ha?”

He stood up and wrapped me in a hug and kissed me, still laughing at all his funny. “Seriously, though,” he said, grinning. “I thought of the perfect place to go for our anniversary this weekend.”

I smiled back and leaned into him. “Really?” I asked. Planning has never been his forte’ so the fact that he’d put thought into this was thrilling. “Where are we going to go?”

“There’s this awesome new restaurant that opened up in the Valley a few weeks ago. The food is amazing – I love eating there.”

“Cool!” I said. “What’s it called?”

Smokey. Bones,” he replied, his eyes wide with excitement. “They have the BEST barbeque.”


I was waiting for him to say he was just kidding again.

He didn’t say it.

“Oh…” I let my voice trail off because seriously? He wanted to go to a barbeque joint called Smokey Bones? For our anniversary?!

He picked up on my disdain and quickly assured me we didn’t have to eat at Smokey Bones. “Where do you want to go?” he asked.

That’s when I tried to smother him withΒ the leather pants.

The next day we went to our small group Bible Study. I was still a little angry at the Great Smokey Bones Debacle and may have been a bit cold on the ride over. We walked inside our friend’s home and as per usual, we all stood around chatting and visiting.

“Hey Lee,” our friend Brad said, walking up to us. “I’ve got some clients coming to town this week and I’d like to treat them to a nice dinner. Do you have any places you’d recommend?”

“Oh sure,” Lee said and proceeded to rattle off five or six really nice, fancy restaurants around town. And then my jaw fell to the floor.

“SERIOUSLY?!” I interrupted and the room grew quiet. “And Smokey Bones was the best you could come up with for our anniversary?” Lee stammered and shrugged as our friends all burst into laughter, gripping their sides.

I can assure you all that we did NOT, in fact, end up eating at Smokey Bones for our anniversary dinner. In fact, I don’t think I have ever eaten at a Smokey Bones. Truly…truly…I am okay with that.

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My sweet husband has improved in the romancing and dating department in recent years. He learned a valuable lesson from the Smokey Bones incident and that lesson is that my idea of a romantic evening out doesn’t include plastic table cloths or food delivered in a basket. This is something that every man should be aware of, really. I’m doing all of you a favor by letting you in on this little secret.

Are you taking notes, gentlemen?

My birthday is Monday, so my husband is whisking me away for the weekend to a fancy place (which has been preapproved) where I plan to sleep, read, soak up Florida sun and eat good food at fancy restaurants, none of which will require a bib or wet wipes to complete the meal.

In other words, no Smokey Bones.


Do you have any funny dating stories? Do share. We can laugh our way through the weekend…

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  1. Awww that’s hilarious. And really sweet. And something J would do. But boo on Afghanistan- he’s always there for anniversaries. I actually would SO take a Smoky Bones date right about now. HAHAH! Happy early birthday. πŸ™‚ xo

    • Thanks Stephanie. I am praying for a safe return so he can take you to Smokey Bones…or maybe some place juuuuuust a scooch fancier than that! πŸ™‚

  2. Hope you enjoy celebrating your 29th bday this weekend! Have a GRAND time! I will be running the vacuum cleaner yet again ….since we have just put our house on the market! πŸ™‚

    • Yes. Yes. It is my 29th birthday. That’s what it is.


      Exciting stuff about your house! Good luck with all the vaccuuming. πŸ™‚

  3. I know I’m a dude so my argument is invalid, but Smokey Bones was the BOMB, yo! We ate there often. Sometimes, my wife even requested it!

    • Just…don’t take her there for your anniversary.

      Oh, and they DO have Smokey Bones down here, too, you know. πŸ˜‰

  4. Hey, I turn 29 this weekend too! Kinda jealous you are getting a weekend away…have fun!!!

  5. Haha, good one! Joking aside, though, I really enjoyed Smokey Bones (and they use real plates, btw). It was a sad day for me when they closed in the valley. But it’s definitely not an anniversary dinner place. Unless it’s followed by a trip to Walmart to pick out a nice piece of jewelry. πŸ˜‰

  6. Another lesson to add to high school curriculumn “appropriate venus for special occasions.” Seriously, home ec. should be required to include these life lessons (and then maybe schools would stop cutting those courses from the curriculum.

    My favorite anniversary date/gift…a weekend long natural building workshop. Basically, we camped in West Virginia and helped a family build a house out of strawbales and mud. It was one of the more excentric things I’ve done in my life πŸ™‚

    • That sounds so interesting! Not something I would think of on my own, but definitely sounds like a unique experience. πŸ™‚

      And I totally agree with you in the home ec. thing. So true. Ha! πŸ˜‰

  7. You guys are cute! And YAY Birthday TWINSIES πŸ™‚ Enjoy your weekend!

  8. Ha ha… so funny. It reminds me of a first date I went on once with a guy to a ribs place… there wasn’t a second date. ’nuff said.

  9. So, funny story…I completely ruined the anniversary dinner that I was trying to cook this past October. My husband’s quick thinking fix was to take me out to Smokey Bones! It’s a place that both of enjoy, though, and have been many tines before, so there was at least a little more history behind it. πŸ™‚ More importantly, it took my mind off my kitchen fail.

  10. Love it! Hillarious…

    PS. I am pregnant with number three and just got a minivan…black with grey leather interior. So glad I found you today.

  11. Can’t wait to hear about your getaway! Oh and by the way… Lee is still in luck. The Smokey bones may have closed in the valley but we are in Tampa and guess what is right off the Gunn highway exit… Oh yeah.