Feb 14, 2005 07:55
Tassie just woke me up with a ridiculously early phone call that went something like this:
Me: Hello?
Tassie: Are you wearing all black?
Me: I'm wearing my pajamas.
Tassie: I thought you said you were wearing all black.
Me: I will, when I get up and get dressed.
Tassie: I'm not going in on this alone, Aimee.
Me: You WON'T be. You just woke me up!
Tassie: And you better tell Patrick not to wear that stupid red tie of his. On today, of all days, it's [hissing like a snake] FESTIVE.
Me: Mmmm.
Tassie: I'm going to finish making the signs. Bye!
I just looked outside and saw a couple jogging together in matching sweatsuits. It made me nauseous at first, but they stopped right in front of our steps and the man gave the woman a swig of his water bottle. She was laughing and he dabbed at her face with his pinky finger to wipe a tiny little bead of water from the corner of her mouth. Then the laughter stopped and they both seemed really quiet, really harmonious.
And then I thought for one second that maybe Patrick SHOULD wear his tie today.
But it passed.