Josh asked me to remind him to take his bike lock with him when he leaves work today because he is going to stop in down town Verona on his way home for "supplies".  This confused me and I asked some questions and he gave coy responses, and eventually told me, "No, you aren't supposed to know what they are supplies for yet."  Oh, no wonder I don't ( Read more... )

Tonight, over dinner, I asked Josh what day it was... because it totally feels like a Sunday night to me, but it's still only Saturday and we still have another day of weekend. I said I'd give him a hint, that it's not our 2 and 3/4 anniversary... at which point he promptly pointed out to me that actually it is (the equinox is on the 20th, so ( Read more... )

Josh likes that the stud-finder beeps when he points it at himself...

Eleven months ago we purchased a fancy bike for Josh and I posted This Entry.

Since then he has lost like 15-20 lbs (140 lbs down from 155-160). I think he may actually be in better shape now than when I met him... mmm... smokin'! (Not that he wasn't a total hottie this time last year too.)

What a great investment! I can't believe I argued ( Read more... )

The Weather Service has issued a tornado warning for our area. We've been instucted to stay away from windows and go the the basement. That's kind of funny, since I work in the basement and there are no windows down here. I'd hoped to be going home on the 3:30 train... I guess maybe it's a good thing I didn't get my work done in time ( Read more... )

Thai food ( Read more... )

Our song chose us. At Harvey Mudd College, where we met, twice each semester there is a fancy dance, known as a Mudd Occassional Ball (or MOB for short)--kind of like a high school dance, only without the teen angst, and with real ballroom dancing. Plus, as you can tell from the name, it definitely had a sense of humor about itself--the dress code ( Read more... )

I had a dream last night that Josh was riding his bike without his helmet. I realized he didn't have it on, just as he was taking a serious tumble (8 feet straight down onto his back--don't ask, physics was wacked out in my dream). I asked him if he'd hit his head, and he said no... I think thinking that I hadn't seen him hit his head. I argued ( Read more... )

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I love that man, but sometimes I want to wring his neck. That's right, our anniversary is Saturday. I went to all this effort sneaking around to set up reservations for a special dinner without Josh knowing about it (calling from work and whatnot, but it took forever to get ahold of them), and because it's a little funky, they needed payment in ( Read more... )