1. There's still time to enter the Free Book Friday contest. It's open until... well... tomorrow. I'll announce the winner on Wednesday's post.
2. How was all y'all's Valentine's Day?
Whoops. I meant:
Sam took me to the most romantic sports bar in the city, where the televisions outnumber the patrons, and the chips come in a big metal bucket, with the Corona insignia on the side. Step back, ladies... he's mine.
I couldn't help watching the televisions, seeing as how there were so many, and they were showing all these factoids about Canada.
Turns out, that's all I could talk about.
me: "Can you believe Canada reaches into the Arctic Circle?"
Sam: "I never really thought about it. Or wanted to think about it."
me: "90% of Canadians live within 100 miles of the U.S. border. So they're probably not too cold."
Sam: "Are you gonna talk about Canada the whole time?"
me: "No... But I just think it's weird that Kanata is the St. Lawrence-Iroquoian word for "village" or "settlement.""
Sam: "How's your mom doing?"
me: "I don't wanna talk about my mom."
Sam: "Well I don't wanna talk about Canada!"
It was very romantic. Sam got me a tiny little ring, in the hopes that I'd actually start wearing one.
My hand looks huge...
When I opened the box, I exclaimed, "He went to Jared!" just for fun.
Everybody came up to Sam to congratulate him on his fine decision. The commercials were right: Men revered him, and women envied me.
Then the waitress came over and said, "But I thought every kiss begins with Kay!"
At that point, the entire restaurant split into Kay factions and Jared factions, and one side started singing, "When you're a Jet you're a Jet all the way from your first cigarette to your last dying day..."
And the other side painted their faces blue and shouted, "They may take our lives, but they will never take... our FREEDOM!"
They drew swords and brawled. Sam and I sneaked out the back door. I didn't bother telling everyone he really went to Fred Meyer to buy the ring. It just doesn't have the same ring.
added: here's the ring. I had to use the Super Macro lens. But that's nothing to be ashamed about.
It's thin and tiny, and it feels like I'm not wearing a ring at all. Which is the only way I like my rings, what with the fact that too often they choke my fingers.
added: here's the ring. I had to use the Super Macro lens. But that's nothing to be ashamed about.
It's thin and tiny, and it feels like I'm not wearing a ring at all. Which is the only way I like my rings, what with the fact that too often they choke my fingers.
