I told Joe we ought to do something to celebrate our one year anniversary, and all month, I nagged him gently reminded him that he should plan something to celebrate. We decided that Friday, August 26 would be the anniversary date.
Every few days, I would ask him "Have you planned something yet? You haven't? Why not? [Minor screeching]" Rinse. Repeat.
Then on Thursday of this past week, over chimichangas and pupusas at El Reconcito in Columbia Heights, I said casually, "I'm going to the movies with my friend tomorrow night."
"Tomorrow?" Joe said, with a worried look on his face. "You're going to the movies tomorrow? On Friday?"
Me: "Yes, tomorrow. Why?"
[Five second pause]
Ohhhhh... that whole thing. The anniversary thingy.
So I interrogated him about planning a date for a month, then I forgot about the whole thing completely and made other plans. Sounds about right.
None of it mattered in the end. I got to see "One Day"* on Friday with my friends.
And thanks to Hurricane Irene, we snagged a last minute reservation to Rasika on Saturday - I've wanted to eat there for years! Even though the streets in Penn Quarter were empty, the restaurant was almost completely full. I ordered the cucumber cocktail, crispy spinach, mango shrimp and black cod. The waiter asked if I had been there before and I said no. He then called me out on my Internet research. Yes, I was holding the menu with one hand and skimming Yelp reviews on my iPhone in the other.
I was so excited to eat that I started spooning my appetizers onto my plate before I even removed the napkin. I looked down to see mango shrimp sitting neatly on the napkin. Good God! Who does that? How is that even possible? I swear, you can not take me anywhere! In my defense, they were the same color, but really.
How lucky am I that my date thought that was endearing instead of incredibly embarrassing for both of us, which it is. Ha. I am lucky.
*As someone who adored the novel, I had reservations about the casting of this movie. Ann Hathway as Emma? But she pulled it off! And I am saying right now, she should be the heir to Julia Roberts' romcom crown. Very charming. By the end, they were absolutely the Emma and Dexter in the book. And even though I knew what would happen, I still teared up at the ending. I had to compose myself during the credits. Call me sentimental, but I really liked the film. Go see it and read the book too...
Every few days, I would ask him "Have you planned something yet? You haven't? Why not? [Minor screeching]" Rinse. Repeat.
Then on Thursday of this past week, over chimichangas and pupusas at El Reconcito in Columbia Heights, I said casually, "I'm going to the movies with my friend tomorrow night."
"Tomorrow?" Joe said, with a worried look on his face. "You're going to the movies tomorrow? On Friday?"
Me: "Yes, tomorrow. Why?"
[Five second pause]
Ohhhhh... that whole thing. The anniversary thingy.
So I interrogated him about planning a date for a month, then I forgot about the whole thing completely and made other plans. Sounds about right.
None of it mattered in the end. I got to see "One Day"* on Friday with my friends.
And thanks to Hurricane Irene, we snagged a last minute reservation to Rasika on Saturday - I've wanted to eat there for years! Even though the streets in Penn Quarter were empty, the restaurant was almost completely full. I ordered the cucumber cocktail, crispy spinach, mango shrimp and black cod. The waiter asked if I had been there before and I said no. He then called me out on my Internet research. Yes, I was holding the menu with one hand and skimming Yelp reviews on my iPhone in the other.
I was so excited to eat that I started spooning my appetizers onto my plate before I even removed the napkin. I looked down to see mango shrimp sitting neatly on the napkin. Good God! Who does that? How is that even possible? I swear, you can not take me anywhere! In my defense, they were the same color, but really.
How lucky am I that my date thought that was endearing instead of incredibly embarrassing for both of us, which it is. Ha. I am lucky.
*As someone who adored the novel, I had reservations about the casting of this movie. Ann Hathway as Emma? But she pulled it off! And I am saying right now, she should be the heir to Julia Roberts' romcom crown. Very charming. By the end, they were absolutely the Emma and Dexter in the book. And even though I knew what would happen, I still teared up at the ending. I had to compose myself during the credits. Call me sentimental, but I really liked the film. Go see it and read the book too...
