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Snowball Duel

In a previous entry, Javad commented on a picture I took -- where, just after I took it, a snowball accidentally flew in my face (courtesy of Aaron). That picture? The third one below. Just thinking about it cracks me up.

My Husband the Bachelor

Last night I had a crazy dream where Eric was the eligible bachelor choosing a bachelorette in a format much like “The Dating Game.” Except:

1. He wasn’t seated on stage. He sat in the audience, next to me, holding my hand. No one seemed to think it was weird he had a wife?

2. The stage was actually Delara’s basement, the spot where we play Dance Dance Revolution.

3. The audience was actually made up of our friends.

4. The bachelorettes were also all friends of ours. There were four: Charla, Delara, Kari, and Leila. Charla and Delara’s husbands didn’t mind?

5. Charla wasn’t just a bachelorette; she was the hostess, too. She introduced the others, they seated themselves on stage, then she began: “And Bachelorette #4 is...” She looked backstage and saw a woman who looked exactly like herself approaching the stage. “ME!” The two Charlas then began to laugh and discuss the irony of the situation with the microphone on.

6. Both Charlas had great taste in shoes.

Dumped On

So the best part of the weekend was, inarguably, THE SNOW. We got caught in the blizzard just a block from the lake. It’s amazing that we were able to laugh so hard considering our entire bodies were cutting the wind at a 30º angle.

Javad’s lucky to have a Jeep that can park where no other car would dare. He’s also a good snow buddy, because he likes to throw snowballs at people even if they look at him like he’s going to die if he tries. That kind of bravery is rare.

Ten Things You Didn’t Know About Me

1. As a child I planned to legally change my name someday -- to Dorothy
2. Oceans and shopping malls are recurring themes when I dream
3. In high school I was a much nicer person than I am now
4. The Cinque Terre, on Italy’s northwest coast, may be my favorite place in the world
5. If I could live on one meal for the rest of my life, it’d be ghormeh sabzee
6. My most prized possession is my college writing portfolio
7. It doesn’t matter if my dinner is hot or not -- lukewarm is just fine
8. Using a calculator is my last resort
9. Hangliding may be my proudest accomplishment
10. I do have regrets -- just a few

No Offense to Asics or Jerry Seinfeld: A Poem

Dang, my feet look monstrous
in these ugly things.
Ugly things that cost a fortune.

Big, white sneakers.
Why must I look like Jerry Seinfeld
from the ankles down?