I know there has been a lot going on, what with Georgia tipping the Senate and there being an insurrection at the Capitol and also a presidential inauguration happening, but I have more important things to talk about. Not that we haven't celebrated (the inauguration, that is, not the insurrection):
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| Special dinner for Inauguration Eve |
Still, there are other things going on around here, too. For example, when last we talked, I mentioned that Anna had just left us to return to her real life overseas, but I didn't point out that she left on what was also Larry's and my 30th anniversary.
THIRTY - I used to think that people who had been married 30 years were almost dead. Actually, that's probably what my kids think right now.
Despite our decrepitude, however, Larry and I kept up our anniversary tradition of seeing which one of us would forget our special day. Still traumatized by the fact that Larry didn't even give me a chance a few years ago to prove I had remembered, I laid my plans carefully this time around. Susie helped me pick out a card the day before ("These are awful!" she proclaimed, perusing the CVS anniversary collection), and I waited until Larry fell asleep that evening to run out to the grocery store for a "Happy Anniversary" balloon. Oh, I was clever! He wouldn't even know what hit him.
Only, there's no one available at the grocery store to inflate a specifically chosen balloon at that late hour. Instead, I had to settle for a pre-inflated, generic "Happy Birthday" one. No matter, I thought, I'll fix it at home.
Turns out, I'm not very good at fixing balloons. Still, my plan worked. He discovered his card and balloon and box of chocolate-covered cherries before I was even awake, and then he spent the rest of the day insisting he would have remembered anyway.
I WON.
I also won a raffle held at my local yarn store on Black Friday:
These are being made into a crescent shawl that I knit while I sit and watch White House press briefings, which are my new jam. Facts! Reasonable conversation! The use of the sentence "I don't know, but I'll find out"! I'm a Jen Psaki fangirl, I am.
Unfortunately, I did not win at picking out pickles. I was planning to make potato salad for dinner, and everyone wanted it the way Anna made it, with some chopped dill pickle in it, so I grabbed this...thing...from the Harris Teeter deli and brought it home. THIS WAS A MISTAKE.
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| Poor facsimile of a pickle |
Two out of three's not bad, though, right?
1. Congratulations on 30 years and your DIY Anniversary balloon!
ReplyDelete2. I'm still in shock everytime I hear Biden speak because. . . HE USES SENTENCES.
3. That's not a cucumber --- it's a snozzcumber. (BFG)
Happy Anniversary! I'm horrible at remembering dates and usually realize the significance of a date days later. Good thing I never got married.
ReplyDeleteFrom this side of the border in Canada, there was a sigh of relief from many. Even with the cancellation of the pipeline, I know this was a positive for the United States.
Take care, stay well!
No one forgets dates here. My husband remembers everything but what I asked him to do lol. We don't really do any gifts anymore, usually just a nice dinner.
ReplyDeleteHappy Anniversary!
ReplyDeleteI love the race to recognize the day. Nothing says I love you like a little competition. Happy anniversary. And congrats on winning the yarn.
ReplyDeleteIt's a truly wonderful time now, to hear complete sentences uttered by the White House Administration and ideas that make logical sense.
ReplyDeleteCongratulations on 30 years--and WINNING (that's totally awesome, to have bragging rights on that). Your cake picture makes me hungry now.
Congrats on 30 years! That's quite the milestone. The Hubs is a political junkie so teh news is on quite a bit. I try to tune out as much as possible, but it is assuring to get actual facts and not as much spin from the podium for sure.
ReplyDeleteLove the yarn! I have some special stuff I got at the Alpaca farm in October when we were on the Vineyard for my birthday. I have saved it in case of quarantine. My fear is that if I do make it into something, I will get COVID, and then I'll be bored.
I'm on a Blog-A-Thon Read, so I'm late to the Party. Yes, the Joy of having a Real Grownup as Prez again means I don't have to shudder every day at what's being done without careful Supervision. *Whew* Congrats on 30 Years... you Celebrate as The Man and I do... and we forget everything now anyway so it's just one more thing we can't remember.
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