olivesmarch4th
03-04-2008, 09:02 PM
Ok, so are you ready for this?
I turned 25 today. Not a lot exciting about 25. I didn't expect much, to be honest. My husband was taking me out to dinner at my favorite restaurant ever -- very expensive steak restaurant on Main St. we can really only afford once a year. I am passionate about steak.
Okay, so we're sitting at the restaurant and he keeps giving me this mischievous look. I realize he's holding out on me, and demand he 'fess up. Then he tells me he's got a birthday surprise. He flourishes the gift only after I promise to close my eyes and hold out my hands.
At which point he graciously bestows...
...a newspaper.
''It's on the first page,'' he says.
''395 Lbs of Pot Siezed''
What are you trying to tell me here? Birthday plans fell through?
''No, no,'' he giggles. ''Below that.''
I read... this. (http://blog.mlive.com/annarbornews/2008/03/hundreds_line_up_for_dalai_lam.html)
Now what I must explain, since none of you know my husband's name, is that this guy they mention as the first person in line to get tickets? That's my husband. Mr. Olives is the topic of conversation in today's newspaper.
My husband... got up at 4:15am this morning (''to go into the office''), waited in line 3 hours and 45 minutes to get me tickets to see the freakin' DALAI LAMA!!!!
Not one lecture... not two, but THREE lectures over the course of two days.
To which I gave my measured response,
''AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!'' :eek: :D
I didn't even know he was going to be in our town! My husband told no one, and went to great lengths to ensure that I didn't even know the Dalai Lama was coming... as in, he secretly logged into my e-mail service over the last month and deleted e-mail mentioning His Holiness.
HOLY FREAKING CRAP!!! I can't describe to you how much respect I have for HH. What my husband did is the rough equivalent of giving a devout Catholic tickets to see the freaking Pope. I feel crazy explosive spiritual joy right now.
This is the best birthday ever, on so many levels. This is so huge. I say with utter seriousness that I have never had a better birthday than this one. The gift itself is amazing, and the love my husband demonstrated amazing-er... not to mention, it's documented in the freaking newspaper on my birthday! I'm beside myself with joy and gratitude.
So there's that. :)
Oh, and I also ate fillet mignon for dinner. So, you know... :cool:
A quarter century never felt so good!
I turned 25 today. Not a lot exciting about 25. I didn't expect much, to be honest. My husband was taking me out to dinner at my favorite restaurant ever -- very expensive steak restaurant on Main St. we can really only afford once a year. I am passionate about steak.
Okay, so we're sitting at the restaurant and he keeps giving me this mischievous look. I realize he's holding out on me, and demand he 'fess up. Then he tells me he's got a birthday surprise. He flourishes the gift only after I promise to close my eyes and hold out my hands.
At which point he graciously bestows...
...a newspaper.
''It's on the first page,'' he says.
''395 Lbs of Pot Siezed''
What are you trying to tell me here? Birthday plans fell through?
''No, no,'' he giggles. ''Below that.''
I read... this. (http://blog.mlive.com/annarbornews/2008/03/hundreds_line_up_for_dalai_lam.html)
Now what I must explain, since none of you know my husband's name, is that this guy they mention as the first person in line to get tickets? That's my husband. Mr. Olives is the topic of conversation in today's newspaper.
My husband... got up at 4:15am this morning (''to go into the office''), waited in line 3 hours and 45 minutes to get me tickets to see the freakin' DALAI LAMA!!!!
Not one lecture... not two, but THREE lectures over the course of two days.
To which I gave my measured response,
''AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!'' :eek: :D
I didn't even know he was going to be in our town! My husband told no one, and went to great lengths to ensure that I didn't even know the Dalai Lama was coming... as in, he secretly logged into my e-mail service over the last month and deleted e-mail mentioning His Holiness.
HOLY FREAKING CRAP!!! I can't describe to you how much respect I have for HH. What my husband did is the rough equivalent of giving a devout Catholic tickets to see the freaking Pope. I feel crazy explosive spiritual joy right now.
This is the best birthday ever, on so many levels. This is so huge. I say with utter seriousness that I have never had a better birthday than this one. The gift itself is amazing, and the love my husband demonstrated amazing-er... not to mention, it's documented in the freaking newspaper on my birthday! I'm beside myself with joy and gratitude.
So there's that. :)
Oh, and I also ate fillet mignon for dinner. So, you know... :cool:
A quarter century never felt so good!