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Thrifty Thursday: Date Night


       What to do for a date with your spouse when it's winter, you're 7 months pregnant, and you don't want to spend too much? Try the local nickelcade! There's one just down the road from us, and I found a printable coupon for discounted admission on their website. Of course, then we had to trade in some cash to get nickels in order to play. We cashed in enough that we had some left over for a follow-up date! 
       Pros: I'm too pregnant to play any type of indoor sport, but some of these arcade games required just enough physicality that I felt energized without overdoing it. The double player games added an element of friendly competition which Richard and I liked! Plus, unlike a date at the movies or a restaurant, we had a lot more control over how long it took. (When you've got little ones with a sitter, it's nice to have a flexible timetable).
       Cons: Too many gory or sleazy games! They were pretty easyily avoided, but they still bothered me. Even some of the racing games bugged me because there was always some skimpily dressed floozy waving the starting flag. Ewww. Also, this place draws a pretty young crowd, which is potentially annoying if you're aiming to have some time away from the kids! Furthermore, the noise and the smell of the place was not particularly pleasing. Though, that may just be my overly sensitive, pregnant-self talking.

       But truly, any time spent together with my husband is enjoyable! And I always feel better knowing we didn't have to break the bank in order to to so.

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       What thrifty dates have you enjoyed this winter?
     
       

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