Did I Tell You About My Weekend? April 29, 2008

It included a DATE!

Two, in fact.  With my husband, of course.  My in-laws came and watched Anja on Friday night and part of Saturday so that Husband and I could get out and remember what it is like to hold hands (when one pair isn’t always pushing a stroller).  It was fantastic!

We went to America’s largest indoor water park on Friday night, where I laid waste to this thing that shoots water up (it’s supposed to resemble surfing).  All the little 10-year-olds in front of me made it look hard, but if you’ve ever been tubing (pulled behind a speedboat on an innertube across a lake), this was a cakewalk.  A cakewalk on water.

Saturday we had a nice brunch with the relatives, and then I took Husband on a date of surprises.  First surprise - a stop at the Mall of America where robots (which people built) were fighting.  We only got to see two fights before one robot exploded into flames and they had to take a break to clean up.  Sad.

Then I took him to three places for lunch.  Yes, three.  Place number one was the wrong place; they directed us to place #2, which was too expensive, so we went to P.F. Chang’s.  Husband had never been there before anyway, and he loved it.  We shared Mu Shu Pork and some kind of lamb–yummy!

Lastly, I took him to the iMax theater at the Minnesota Zoo and we saw a 3-D movie about the Okavango Delta (in the Kalahari desert).  My goodness has 3-D technology improved since I last saw one (circa 1995)!  I could almost feel the weeds brushing across my face and reach out and touch the cracks in the elephant’s tusk.  It was 45 minutes of African fantasy!  And I had coupons for everything but lunch.

Husband liked it all, so: SUCCESS!  And I had a good time, too.  We decided we need to “date” more often.

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How about you people?  What do you do for fun (cheap) dates?

Weekend Update April 15, 2008

On Tuesday evening, no less!

We had a fabulous time visiting family and friends, meeting new babies and babies-to-be, eating yummy (but not so nutritious) food prepared by my mother, and…going through old junk of mine.

See, my mom’s remodeling and she has this crazy idea in her head that she doesn’t want to store my belongings from high school for eternity. What’s her problem, I say. Just kidding. If I were her, all that stuff would have been kicked to the curb with my daughter when she turned eighteen. I’m not really that harsh. Just playin’.

Wow, it’s late. The reason I haven’t posted is I’ve been desperately trying to catch up on emails and YOUR blogs. That’s no small task when you subscribe to six billion blogs, let me tell you.

Oh, and I finally watched a movie. The Bourne Ultimatum. Anyone seen it? I loved the first two, and Husband rented this one a week and a half ago, and we finally made time to watch it tonight. Even though I’m not a conspiracy theorist (another fine movie), I love movies like this that make me think and that make me wary of Big Brother. Because Big Brother doesn’t always have our best interest at heart. And if our government could pull it together as well as they seem to in movies like the Bourne trilogy, I’d probably be kicking back and sending them my hard-earned money. They wouldn’t even have to steal it.

“The” March 4, 2008

Post-college, a whole new world opened up to me.  That’s right, the world of “The.”*  In the Midwest, “the” is an article most often used prior to common nouns.  In other regions of our fine nation, I’ve found, it is used differently.  For instance, my best friend moved to southern California a couple days after my wedding.  The second time I visited her, I found her saying things like “The 10.”  See, this is how they refer to major highways and interstates in California.  Where I live, we have 35W and 494 and I-94.  In California-speak, these would be “The 35W,” “The 494” and “The 94.”  In my opinion, “The 10” needs to undergo “the knife” and lose a little weight off the front.  Or even a facelift such as “Interstate 10” or “I-10” would be helpful.

 

In the south (we’re talking Texas, Alabama, probably Georgia), “the” is added onto the front of locations.  We don’t go to CVS, we go to “The CVS.”  Because “The CVS” is “The Only CVS on The Planet.” 

 

So here’s a question: do the signs in SoCal** say “The 10”?  Do the CVS’s in ‘Bama have a sign that says “The CVS”?  Fill me in, people!

 

And now that I’ve made fun of your colloquialisms, feel free to poke fun at ours.  Yah.  You betcha.

 

* If you hate misused quotation marks, please stop reading at this point…

** I hate abbreviations like this.  Hate. Them.

Husband the Famous February 27, 2008

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