Another reminder that I'm lucky? These flowers, which David brought home for me last night.
To be honest and less cliche, I didn't really feel lucky per se when David brought these home. Actually, I told him beforehand that he should bring me flowers. He had asked if he could do anything nice for me and I chose flowers, though he reminded me that when we started dating I once told him _never_ to get me flowers because they're dumb and a waste of money. My my how
Less pretty was Haruki's weekend activities, which included a lot of digging in the dirt. David says he's always wanted a Dalmatian.
|Can you see the spots on her legs and back?|
Saturday night was an improvised date night, or, I should say, afternoon, since David preferred to see a matinee movie followed by dinner. We saw The Company You Keep. It was pretty good. Afterwards we hit up Native Foods for a quick dinner...ummm...buffet:
Lucky for me David is okay with sharing. Close up on those sweet potato fries:
They look really tasty, right? But for some reason I found them less than wonderful. Lucky for David, who snarfed them all. By the way, which kind of fry eater are you--one at a time, or a big clump at a time? I like to eat fries one by one to really savor that I'm eating fries and that they're really delicious. You know, so the fries hit all the fat/sugar/pleasure triggers in my brain.
*What did you do for Cinco de Mayo?