First Date

J. is now 16.  Old enough to go on a date.  But first the poor boy had to take his mother out on a date.  (Have to make sure he has down all the basics.)  He called me up to ask me out.  Picked me up at the door and had a brief interview with my father (aka Spence).  He took me to eat, look through a Halloween store, then raquetball.  Pleasant conversation, opening and holding doors, all the good stuff.  I think he passed the test!  Watch out ladies, here he comes!