Journal Entry

:: twenty-seven ::

Hey, it’s my birthday!

Hey, wait, it’s also my anniversary!

Fun!

Yes, married life is treating us quite well, thanks for asking. I assume you would ask, since everyone else does. We’re healthy and happy about each other. You could ask for more, I guess, if you wanted to. But not today.

We celebrated my birthday with friends yesterday. We went to brunch at Lula, which continues to amaze. There were thirteen of us there for most of it (we were expecting up to four more — two arrived much later, the other two didn’t make it), which is kind of an outrageous number for Sunday brunch at this restaurant. It’s so popular, even couples can be waiting for half an hour. We got there at 10, though, so it more or less worked out.

Bowling followed. The alley (Waveland Bowl) was inexpensive, the people were pretty cool, but the lane we started out on sucked. We had a two to five minute wait between players while clogged pins were removed, balls retrieved, pins re-racked. This is not a great hardship, of course, but when you have almost forty lanes available, it stinks to get a dud. After we moved, it was much better.

Lisa and I will be going out to a favorite Thai restaurant tonight for some tasty tamarind curry in celebration of Year One. Being the sort of people we are, instead of buying paper things for each other, we decided together, and have bought the three Calvin and Hobbies treasuries.

Lisa also fed my Homestar addiction. Presenting: The Cheat Hoodie!

It’s a medium, which fits my body more or less perfectly. However, my enormous head barely fits through the neck. I hope it doesn’t shrink!