Well, a bet is a bet.
And so Shaina, winner of our marriage Super Bowl bet (she picked the Giants at the beginning of the playoffs), elected to go to Fiddler on the Roof at EJ Thomas Hall last night.
Grandma and Grandpa watched Miss Chaia and we had a scintillating night of romance that began at ChickFila with dinner and then ended with a show.
I lost out on a Cavs game (which we ended up getting tickets for anyway).
But I am a gracious and humble loser and suffered through getting dressed up with my hot wife, getting away from our little lady for 5 hours, and doing things like talking and even holding hands.
It wasn't easy...but I'm thinking about losing bets more frequently.