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Eventful weekend. We had a Mardi Gras party on Saturday--fun, but a lot of work. I was scrambling most of last week trying to get things organized, and Saturday was still a whirlwind of cleaning and cooking. We didn't have as many people as we'd hoped--lots of our invitees were out of town, for whatever reason--but it went really well in the end. And now our fridge is crammed full of leftovers--no cooking this week.
I'm sipping on Matt's hurricane punch right now. It's deadly.
Yesterday we went out to brunch, then we wandered around the ice festival that our town was having--that's where the kissing penguins came from. I've got a bunch more photos, which I'll post once I manage to find the camera USB cable. The weather was pretty good for the fest this year--a little warm, but not too bad.
It was 20 years ago yesterday that Matt asked me out for the first time, after I'd been chasing him shamelessly for four months. By then I had decided I wasn't going to push any more, because it should have been perfectly clear that I was interested. Chicago had a massive blizzard that day, and I got in an accident when a pickup pulled out of a side street right in front of me. (I was only going about 20 mph, but I swear, when I hit the brakes I didn't even slow down before sliding right into him. It was nasty.) I think Matt felt sorry for me, and, well, things went on from there.
So we were feeling a little sentimental (not to mention a little hungover) yesterday. It was nice.
Tomorrow I'm having two crowns done--phase 1, anyway. Phase 2 won't happen until after I get back from California, so I'm crossing my fingers that everything goes fine.
Still completely addicted to White Collar.
Oh, and all you DC-ites? Chicago ousted its mayor in 1979 because he couldn't get the streets cleared after a blizzard. I'm just sayin'.
I'm sipping on Matt's hurricane punch right now. It's deadly.
Yesterday we went out to brunch, then we wandered around the ice festival that our town was having--that's where the kissing penguins came from. I've got a bunch more photos, which I'll post once I manage to find the camera USB cable. The weather was pretty good for the fest this year--a little warm, but not too bad.
It was 20 years ago yesterday that Matt asked me out for the first time, after I'd been chasing him shamelessly for four months. By then I had decided I wasn't going to push any more, because it should have been perfectly clear that I was interested. Chicago had a massive blizzard that day, and I got in an accident when a pickup pulled out of a side street right in front of me. (I was only going about 20 mph, but I swear, when I hit the brakes I didn't even slow down before sliding right into him. It was nasty.) I think Matt felt sorry for me, and, well, things went on from there.
So we were feeling a little sentimental (not to mention a little hungover) yesterday. It was nice.
Tomorrow I'm having two crowns done--phase 1, anyway. Phase 2 won't happen until after I get back from California, so I'm crossing my fingers that everything goes fine.
Still completely addicted to White Collar.
Oh, and all you DC-ites? Chicago ousted its mayor in 1979 because he couldn't get the streets cleared after a blizzard. I'm just sayin'.