Greg and I had the unique opportunity to dine without the kids the other night and we took full advantage.

First, we hit the second Zellers store in our area with a larger than necessary “Store Closing, Everything Must Go!” sign and loaded up on items we will never use, need or pass along to deserving relatives.

Second, we hit an all-you-can-eat Sushi bar. It wasn’t fine dining but it’s what we were in the mood for and it seemed in keeping with the theme; load up on as much as you can for a really low price and see how you feel about it later.

The young couple beside us seemed quite amorous which always strikes me as a little odd when sharing a platter of raw fish. It was obvious to me they did not have any children and I’m not just saying this because they looked like they were in love.

So obvious in fact, they had difficulty hiding their discontent over a lovely couple who stood in the doorway waiting for a booster seat for their little guy, party of three.

The amorous sashimi-loving girl leaned towards us and whispered, “You’d think they would get a babysitter,” before continuing her “nobody-can-tell-I’m-rubbing-my-boyfriend’s-thigh” under the table grope.

I wondered later how many people must have had the exact same thought when Greg and I barged through a restaurant with our pack of five all trying to squeeze through the same small door while at least two of us rushed to be the first into the Ladies Room.

I wondered if the young couple knew we had three children at home and were suggesting we made the right call leaving them with a babysitter or if they had no idea we were parents at all.

When it came time to pay the bill, the waitress set the bill down in the middle of the sweethearts table beside us while they held hands and scraped fish eggs from each other’s teeth before turning to us.

“Do you want separate cheques or one bill?”

?

Greg and I have been happily married for thirteen years, have three children, spent a mitt-load at Zellers just moments ago and the waitress was planning to give us separate cheques?

We really need to make out more.