I'm halfway through a busy weekend, and none of it has been Valentine-related (The Professor is VERY anti-Valentine's Day, and, I must admit, so am I).
Yesterday, The Professor and I headed up to Massachusetts to take my parents out to lunch. Today marks their 40th anniversary and, though I wanted to throw them a party, it just wasn't in the budget right now (Maybe they'll get a 41st anniversary party next year. That'll confuse them.). So, lunch it was. We went to a teppanyaki restaurant. My father is quite fond of these places, especially the show that is the chef, watching the onion volcano, trying to catch vegetables in his mouth, that sort of thing. He's as entertaining to watch as the flames shooting from the hibachi.
After lunch, and after driving my folks back to their house and visiting for a bit (And by visiting, I mean talking for twenty minutes and then watching as everyone began to doze off.), The Prof and I shook the sleeps out and got back into the car. We pointed it toward Boston. Two more stops awaited our arrival.
First was seeing our friend's new apartment in Newton Corner. Second was our other friend's 30th birthday bash in Newton Highlands. Both were enjoyable, but exhausting. Watching buzzed Ph D. candidates (and those already through the system) sing karaoke to "Everybody Wants To Rule The World" and "9 to 5" takes a lot out of a man. Add in a rum-spiked fruit juice and hors d'oeuvres for dinner, and you get tired. Quickly. But it was fun. It was nice to see friends and faces that we haven't been near since moving.
40 years of marriage. 30 years of life. All in one day.
Driving home, we joked that we needed to find a 20 and 10-year milestone somewhere between Boston and West Hartford to complete the rundown. Maybe even help in the birth of a child. Then, we'd really be cooking. But it was late. The highway was quiet. We'd just have to settle with participating in a 40th and a 30th. That was enough for one day.
Sleep this morning would have been nice. But, again, there's this cat that we have . . .
It actually works out well. We need to be up. We have another friend to visit today. This time the visit is down here. We need to do a little cleaning. They'll be here in a couple of hours.
And so it goes . . .
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