I am feeling a bit frustrated with George these days.  We are supposed to go on a weekend getaway.  We have been talking about it for a few months.  But we don’t have any definite plans other than my parents watching Peanut.  We can’t seem to agree on where to go.  I wanted to go to a bed and breakfast- a nice little romantic weekend in a small town.  The town has cute little shops to visit.  The bed and breakfast has a whirlpool tub we can relax in.  There is a huge mall nearby and a big movie theater.  Tons of restaurants to choose from.  It sounds like fun to me.  It’s too cold to do outside stuff and we don’t want to go too far from home since it’s only for 2 days. 

For some reason George keeps suggesting all sorts of places except the one I picked.  But the places he is picking don’t have anything to do during the winter- no shopping or anything like that.  I guess it doesn’t really matter.  I just want to go away with him and enjoy some time just for us.  But right now I’m feeling sad and frustrated.