First, to celebrate our first date two years ago today, Matte and I are going to see this:
Then, as a thank you from Shawn and Rachel for watching their house/dog/cats last weekend, they’re treating us to this:
How about you? What are you doing today?”
Earlier this week I acknowledged an anniversary. It was a date I wish I could have skipped, but as it does every year, January 7 arrived.
[insert squiggly Wayne’s World flashback effect here]
I was at the rehearsal studios for American Musical Theatre San Jose, waiting for my first crew meeting to start. A woman approached me and introduced herself as “Val.” She was very petite. Tiny. I think she could maybe reach the 4’9″ on the colorful ruler on a convenience store door jamb. She made me feel welcome instantly and calmed my anxious anticipation about joining the wardrobe crew and becoming a full-fledged theatre geek. I loved how short she was! For the first time ever, I felt statuesque at 5’1″.
One hour and 43 minutes. That’s how long Lynette and I talked tonight. We had a lot to catch up on.
To my loyal readers and new visitors,
You can read my long and rambling post below, or take a shortcut here and offer any help you can.
Lynette is my oldest friend. That is to say, I have known her longer than any other friend I have (she’s younger than I am, really). We met in the summer between 5th and 6th grade and we were practically inseparable throughout junior high and high school. Her mom drove us to toilet paper the house of a cute boy. We took French class together with Madame Schaag “Allez, ne discute pas tout le temps!”. We swindled Mr. Lees into letting us retake our flunked algebra tests. We worked together at Marshalls, flirting with every newly hired boy who came through the automated doors. The same weekend we graduated from high school, we jetted off to Waikiki for a week of tropical fun (the drinking age was just 18 then). Sun Country Wine Coolers, Mai Tais, and Blue Hawaiis sustained us on that trip. We never puked, and we weren’t hungover until 2 days after we got back to California. Ahh, those were the days.
See?
Dinner for four at Ruth’s Chris Steak House: $267.85*
Bottle of 2002 Jordan cabernet sauvignon: $95
Celebrating closure with wonderful friends: Priceless
*Four USDA Prime filet mignons (two with bleu cheese crust, one with shrimp, one au naturel), four sides (broiled tomatoes, potatoes au gratin, asparagus with Hollandaise, sauteed mushrooms), four desserts (two creme brulees, one apple crumb cake, one chocolate sin cake), one cappucino, one decaf coffee, and two glasses of wine (ZD chardonnay and Hogue cabernet sauvignon).
My friend Steph’s sister Danielle is participating in the Arthritis Walk in May. Her goal is to raise $300 but she’s only a little over half-way there. I thought I’d put the feelers out to all you Catheroominators and see if anyone is interested in helping her meet her goal and aid the Arthritis Foundation.
As I’ve mentioned, I was diagnosed with the psoriatic variety (AKA sorryass arthritis) late last year. I will be thrilled if/when some brilliant researcher finds a cure for arthritis.
If you’d like to donate and help Danielle contribute some major bucks to the Foundation, leave a comment and I’ll send you the link. You choose the donation amount and can donate in honor of someone if you’d like.
Thank you for your consideration. We now return to our regularly scheduled blogging.
Today I had the pleasure of guest-blogging over at AliThinks. She said I could do whatever I wanted, so come join me in my mischief.
Go take a look at Ali’s blog. Take one of these with you:
After you’ve read some of her stories, and oohed and aahed at her amazing photos, wrap some TP around her masthead, all over her Flickr, or throw some on the comments. It’s just what you do when someone’s not home, and you have no adult supervision. And if you’re here from AliThinks, thanks for stopping by. After taking a look around, don’t forget to grab a roll to take back to Ali’s.
HAPPY FRIDAY!