1492 was a long time ago
Oct. 13th, 2003 01:56 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
chestnutcurlsHappy Columbus Day! And happy Thanksgiving to the Canadians. It's a good thing I don't plan to become Canadian, because I couldn't get used to celebrating Thanksgiving this early.
It was a happy, cartoon-hearts weekend. Friday night Evan and I went to the planetarium, something I had always wanted to do on a date. It was nice. During the show they were projecting constellation shapes over the stars, as they're wont to do in planetariums. At one point the announcer said calmly, "This is Capricorn...the sea goat." A goat with a mermaid tail appeared. The show went on as if a sea goat is a totally normal animal. We were cracking up. After that, we had dinner at TGI Friday's in Overton Square and were informed that they're closing at the end of the month. I'm sad about that. I've had some nice times there.
On Saturday I went thrifting with my mom and then came out to the house because my sister was home for fall break. We went to see School of Rock, which was enjoyable, and then back to the house for dinner and the Trading Spaces 100 Grand episode (I missed it the first time). I liked both rooms. It's proof that Doug actually has talent, if he'd stop being mean and destructive. :P
Sunday was the big Monthiversary. Evan and I went to church and lunch, as usual. The lunchtime crowd was harmonious instead of splitting into groups, which was nice; I like the other college-group girls, but they don't generally talk to me. I'm old, I guess. One of the girls was whispering to Chris about something, and when she saw me looking, she stopped and asked me how long Evan and I had been dating. I thought that was hilarious. When have I ever done anything worth gossiping about? ("A month ago," said Evan when I asked him this. :)) After lunch we went back to my parents' house to see my sister (and Bun), and then to the pond near their house. We walked and talked and looked at ducks. It was peaceful and happy. :) To finish our day, we went to Waffle House with some church guys, where the following occurred:
Evan and Tyrell (in their daily Monty Python dialogue): He was not afraid to die, O brave Sir Robin. He was not at all afraid to be killed in nasty ways, Brave, brave, brave, brave Sir Robin! He was not in the least bit scared to be mashed into a pulp, Or to have his eyes gouged out and his elbows broken, To have his kneecaps split and his body burned away, And his limbs all hacked and mangled, brave Sir Robin!
Joe: Is that a Peter Gabriel song?
For your entertainment: Punk Kittens.
It was a happy, cartoon-hearts weekend. Friday night Evan and I went to the planetarium, something I had always wanted to do on a date. It was nice. During the show they were projecting constellation shapes over the stars, as they're wont to do in planetariums. At one point the announcer said calmly, "This is Capricorn...the sea goat." A goat with a mermaid tail appeared. The show went on as if a sea goat is a totally normal animal. We were cracking up. After that, we had dinner at TGI Friday's in Overton Square and were informed that they're closing at the end of the month. I'm sad about that. I've had some nice times there.
On Saturday I went thrifting with my mom and then came out to the house because my sister was home for fall break. We went to see School of Rock, which was enjoyable, and then back to the house for dinner and the Trading Spaces 100 Grand episode (I missed it the first time). I liked both rooms. It's proof that Doug actually has talent, if he'd stop being mean and destructive. :P
Sunday was the big Monthiversary. Evan and I went to church and lunch, as usual. The lunchtime crowd was harmonious instead of splitting into groups, which was nice; I like the other college-group girls, but they don't generally talk to me. I'm old, I guess. One of the girls was whispering to Chris about something, and when she saw me looking, she stopped and asked me how long Evan and I had been dating. I thought that was hilarious. When have I ever done anything worth gossiping about? ("A month ago," said Evan when I asked him this. :)) After lunch we went back to my parents' house to see my sister (and Bun), and then to the pond near their house. We walked and talked and looked at ducks. It was peaceful and happy. :) To finish our day, we went to Waffle House with some church guys, where the following occurred:
Evan and Tyrell (in their daily Monty Python dialogue): He was not afraid to die, O brave Sir Robin. He was not at all afraid to be killed in nasty ways, Brave, brave, brave, brave Sir Robin! He was not in the least bit scared to be mashed into a pulp, Or to have his eyes gouged out and his elbows broken, To have his kneecaps split and his body burned away, And his limbs all hacked and mangled, brave Sir Robin!
Joe: Is that a Peter Gabriel song?
For your entertainment: Punk Kittens.
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Date: 2003-10-13 07:40 pm (UTC)Thank you for calling it a Monthiversary and not an anniversary. Monthiversary is much more accurate. It annoys me when people say,"It's my 2 month and 3 week anniversary." because I always think,"No, an anniversary is an annual occurance. This is not annual! Bah!"
Sincerely,
Ruth
P.S. That is a superb picture! Yay for you!
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Date: 2003-10-14 07:25 am (UTC)