Wife surprised me with early Christmas present!
My wife (ixchelmala) and I are in bed, together, writing on LJ. We are geeks in love.
About a week ago, the wife told me to keep December 21st clear, to not schedule ANY appointments whatsoever. I trusted that she had something big planned, so I obeyed. :)
How well it was for me to take that recommendation. For today she surprised me with a very special ticket to a fantastic show. What is it? Oh you'll have to ride with me through today to find out how I experienced the suspense...
This morning we had to get up extra early to carpool to her office, whereupon I dropped her off and met my cousin at the Apple Store. I helped her talk to the Genius Bar guys, and they checked her computer in for repairs. After that, I took my wife's car to get an oil change (it has been 13,000 miles) and pick her up from work again. At this point she instructed me to remove a blindfold out of the glovebox and to put it on until we got to our destination.
She asked if I was excited about today: I wasn't really sure if I wanted to know, because sometimes her plans aren't exactly up my alley even if they are well-intentioned. But she promised it would be worth my while. Curious, I started playing 20 Questions, asking her things like, "Is this a performance? Is it an indoor or outdoor affair? Is there music? Will the people around us be dancing? Is it in a generally north-westerly direction from our house?"
Most of these inquiries were responded to with coy remarks, such as "Maybe...?" or "Perhaps..." but my favorite response of hers is the same as when The Prisoner's #2 responds to the questions of #6: "That would be telling!"
About an hour-and-a-half later, we arrived in an area somewhere far away from where we had been before. She gave me permission to remove the blindfold, and I beheld the off-ramp for the Orange County Fairgrounds. A few minutes later I started seeing signs for "Cirque du Soleil." It didn't occur to me that we would be seeing this show until she told me, "We're seeing Cirque du Soleil tonight!! :D :D :D :D"
My reaction must have seemed to her a bit less than ideal; she looked a little crestfallen that I hadn't positively squealed with delight, but nonetheless I was interested to see the show.
The music and performances were great, but the sound setup was all kinds of wacky. It was very difficult to understand the voices most of the time. I tried talking to the sound mixer at the end of the night but he just blew me off as some inexperienced punk student, that I didn't have any ground to critique because the guy who designed the sound has 8,000 Broadway credits to his name. Like I care. Asshat. You don't want the audience to understand the perfomers? You shouldn't be an engineer then. ixchelmala gave a formal and rational complaint to the box office manager, and the management offered her a free CD as a consolation prize. Or something.
Anyway, we went to the South Coast Plaza afterward and had dinner at Ruby's and shopped for Christmas-y things at Macy's.
About a week ago, the wife told me to keep December 21st clear, to not schedule ANY appointments whatsoever. I trusted that she had something big planned, so I obeyed. :)
How well it was for me to take that recommendation. For today she surprised me with a very special ticket to a fantastic show. What is it? Oh you'll have to ride with me through today to find out how I experienced the suspense...
This morning we had to get up extra early to carpool to her office, whereupon I dropped her off and met my cousin at the Apple Store. I helped her talk to the Genius Bar guys, and they checked her computer in for repairs. After that, I took my wife's car to get an oil change (it has been 13,000 miles) and pick her up from work again. At this point she instructed me to remove a blindfold out of the glovebox and to put it on until we got to our destination.
She asked if I was excited about today: I wasn't really sure if I wanted to know, because sometimes her plans aren't exactly up my alley even if they are well-intentioned. But she promised it would be worth my while. Curious, I started playing 20 Questions, asking her things like, "Is this a performance? Is it an indoor or outdoor affair? Is there music? Will the people around us be dancing? Is it in a generally north-westerly direction from our house?"
Most of these inquiries were responded to with coy remarks, such as "Maybe...?" or "Perhaps..." but my favorite response of hers is the same as when The Prisoner's #2 responds to the questions of #6: "That would be telling!"
About an hour-and-a-half later, we arrived in an area somewhere far away from where we had been before. She gave me permission to remove the blindfold, and I beheld the off-ramp for the Orange County Fairgrounds. A few minutes later I started seeing signs for "Cirque du Soleil." It didn't occur to me that we would be seeing this show until she told me, "We're seeing Cirque du Soleil tonight!! :D :D :D :D"
My reaction must have seemed to her a bit less than ideal; she looked a little crestfallen that I hadn't positively squealed with delight, but nonetheless I was interested to see the show.
The music and performances were great, but the sound setup was all kinds of wacky. It was very difficult to understand the voices most of the time. I tried talking to the sound mixer at the end of the night but he just blew me off as some inexperienced punk student, that I didn't have any ground to critique because the guy who designed the sound has 8,000 Broadway credits to his name. Like I care. Asshat. You don't want the audience to understand the perfomers? You shouldn't be an engineer then. ixchelmala gave a formal and rational complaint to the box office manager, and the management offered her a free CD as a consolation prize. Or something.
Anyway, we went to the South Coast Plaza afterward and had dinner at Ruby's and shopped for Christmas-y things at Macy's.