Dreams of Falling

First of all: Wife and I hit up a Sam's Club yesterday, mostly to get prescriptions but also to pick up a few more useful things. By the time we left, this included a Huge Bottle of Wine. (Seriously, I could use this sucker as a club against zombies.)

Second of all: we've been running low on Things To Watch Together, so Wife suggested one of the Star Treks. I casually commented that I've never seen Original Trek. (Movies, yes, but Next Generation was my vector into Trek fandom.)

Wife's eyes went wide, and she waved a hand frantically at me.

"What?"

"The wine! DRINKING GAME!"

So that's our plan for the weekend - watch O.G. Star Trek, and try not to die of alcohol poisoning. :innocent look:

Dear adorable small cat,

I love you too. Now please stop trying to climb up and lie across my chest so I can't breathe. (More than I already can't breathe because bronchitis.) Try following your sister's example, and curl up next to me for a change! ...okay, stalking off and leaving the room is also an option.

Dear Hogwarts,

THANK YOU FOR LIKING ME I LIKE YOU TOO. (Annual review! Positive results! And yes, I did say something very similar to this to my boss.)

Dear wife,

Oh thank God you'll be home today. We can haz naptiem?

Monday: Come home. Internet is out, for no clear reason. Wife calls Internet Provider. They do not have any appointments for Tuesday, how about Wednesday? No, Wednesday is the (one!) day this week when Wife has to come into town, rather than work from home. We settle on Thursday.

Tuesday: Due to other commitments, I get home late. Internet has been up and down, wife tells me.

Wednesday: Get home at normal time. Internet is up (after being down that morning). Internet Provider calls and suggests, since internet is working, that we can delay appointment. Wife reluctantly agrees.

Thursday: Get home just as the heavens open with a wicked bad thunderstorm. Wife and I consider going out for dinner, then look at the aforementioned downpour and decide against it. Wife and I start making dinner, and have just put ravioli into boiling water when there is a tremendous flash and KER-BOOM just outside our living room window. We have barely calmed our pulses when the power abruptly goes out.

Fortunately, ravioli is cooked. We light candles, and turn on flashlights, to finish fixing dinner. Then we curl up with book (her) and computer (me - I was finishing ripping CDs that I'd borrowed from our local library), before trying to sleep. Have just managed uneasy doze when power equally abruptly comes back on, and we must get up and toddle around, turning off all the lights.

Today: Internet was up this morning. This evening, wife and I are going out for happy hour with my co-workers. Hopefully everything will be cooperative when we get home.

Tanya and I have wills now, and Durable Powers of Attorney. And we filed our taxes for this year.

I'm not sure what we're doing to celebrate. Possibly eating ice cream. In February. Because we're adults like that. :waggles eyebrows:

First: I am spending my first Valentine's Day evening with my wife...in an airplane. Because we are flying to Iceland. To swim in hot water and see volcanoes and hopefully also see pretty electrical things in the air. (The Northern Lights are electrical, right? I clearly fail at science. :wince:)

Second: We are going to DashCon. Is this because of Welcome To Night Vale WHY YES IT IS. And since my wife is totes an ennabler when it comes to going to cons, the registrations have been bought. :-D

So. If anyone has any recommendations for Things To Do, either in Iceland or in the Chicago area... :kitten eyes:

The re-write of CHASING GHOSTS is now done! Well, mostly done. Still need to go in, and put in italics instead of *emphasis*, and make sure I didn't leave in any [name to be filled in later]. Also there are plots afoot to, y'know, print it and bind it up like a Real Book, so it can be a proper wedding present for Tanya.

For the wedding. Which is happening in a week.

O_O

Excited and terrified, yo. Excited and terrified.

For various reasons, a lot of stuff that was up in the air is now coming down -- and not into chaos, but into patterns. Which is a poetic way of saying: I am moving in with the amazing girlfriend.

(We have an apartment. An equally amazing one. Ten minutes from where one of my best friends lives. Holy shit.)

(...we move on June 1st. Ohgod.)