Aren't you glad you came here today?
(My friend Courtney and I are in the midst of an all-out campaign for our twitter hashtag #thegaff to sweep the nation. You might even call it a blitz. So far, there have been no takers. I even stooped so low as to tweet #thegaff himself, hopeful that at least he might appreciate our brilliance and devotion. Crickets.)
When I bought the tickets, the tree was in the corner of the room and I was staring the creepy babies straight in the mug. Finally, the snow melted and it was Summertime in March and we had a whole day to ourselves, in the fine city of Ft. Wayne, Indiana.
I had spent the previous eight days lunging ever-nearer to death itself, during what I like to call, with much malice, The Worst Week of my Life. Catchy title, no?
I rallied for our day together. I thought I was mostly better. But then I only ate two bites of my lunch and napped between every stop. I threw my seat back and slept for ten minutes here, ten minutes there. I somehow managed to stay alert during a movie. (Cory picked the movie and his taste usually lands us on the outlandish side, which helped.)
Sidenote: I have a real thing for statues. I'm captivated. And I might have a touch of pica, because my mouth often waters when I get close to them. I want to lick them. Though I'm sure that happens to everyone...
One of these days, when the stars align and I find myself with a scanner, I will show you my favorite statue photo op of all time. Remind me.
He had me with, "My kids look a lot like me, only they're not as dark skinned."
Ha ha ha ha ha!!!!!!!!!!
This was one of my favorite bits. (As re-bitted on Jimmy Fallon.)
After the show, Cory took my to Biaggi's because one of my favorite things in the whole world is their arugula salad with red beets, avocado, and goat cheese. (Update: My mouth is watering again, only this time for normal reasons)
The salad arrived, I choked down three or four bites, shoved it aside, cursed the germ that relentlessly waged war on my happiness, and slept the whole way home.
Merry Christmas, Honey!
*All photos with the exception of #2 are credited to Cory.