Sara's Journal

I wasted most of my day yesterday "working". I volunteered to do photography with the BC rescue group at this Adopt a Thon thing. I think the lady I'm working with on the calendar this year is really good and she warned me, but I thought, how bad could it be? Try - only 4 rescue booths and me, no publicity, by a dog park way the hell across town! Hubs volunteered to drive me and help me set up my stuff and when we got there he asked if I wanted to stay. I really didn't, but I had comitted. I didn't take ONE picture the entire 5 hours I was there! I gave out alot of cards, but you see - I live 45 minutes away from that neighborhood. Did I mention it was my anniversary?

However, the BC rescue group did do well for themselves, so it was an ok event for them. They were doing face painting for the kids on a donation basis. So, of course in my enthusiasm, I had a Super BC put on my arm - this was the highlight of my day here.



So, on to the better part of the day. It was 7 years ago I said I DO to hubs. Promptly when we got home from the photo fiasco, we took a nap to prepare for the evening ahead. Wild parties, I think not...but maybe it was in our head? ;) We finally decided on sushi, but to hit our new favorite wine bar first. I resisted the temptation of the entire bottle -at least in voice. We polished off a bottle of Four Vines, The Sophicate along w/some brie/crackers/grapes. The people watching was superb.

As we were enjoying our final glass before dinner, an older lady sat down at the table next to ours. She struck up a conversation, asking what bottle we were enjoying and promptly ordered it for her and the two other ladies that would join her momentarily to resume their 'girls night out' celebration. Hubs ended up telling her our engagement story and she pronounced us a romantic couple. Then told us of her marriage of 21 years. She asked him to marry her - in her words - it was quite unromantic. A year earlier he had professed his love for her and said it would have been perfect, if only this weren't a second marriage. The following year she said to him, I think we should just get married. If I'm going to settle down again, it might as well be with you. Go figure...they've been married 3 times as long as us. When her friends arrived and she poured the wine [read dumped it on her friends pants in the process] it was apparent that the two martinis she had consumed at the bar prior to the wine bar had indeed done more than numb her cheeks!

So, now we are off to the Sushi bar, where there are all these skinny, perfect looking hostesses and waitresses. My hubs had the nerve to say, I'll be sitting over here at the bar with a beautiful woman - hello, I'm twice the size of the size 0 hostess and he says that! ;) He said that was his opinion. We sat at the sushi bar and sitting next to hubs was a couple that was on a first date that he said didn't seem to be going very well. He cited the fact the guy was nervous and just kept talking. However, the guy was proved to be failing on the date when he ordered the now infamous "Jawbone of an eel" [it was actually Jawbone of a yellowtail] but you should have seen it - it was very ugly and to describe to the nosey couple next to your date that it's a Jawbone of anything - Not Good. In my current state where hubs pronounced that I was slurring my words, I started to joke about the Jawbone of an eel to which hubs answered - Did you say Jack O'Neill? So, there we sat snickering about the jawbone and Jack. Were we supposed to have meaningful conversation on our anniversary?

Alas it was time to go home, we even past Cold Stone with out going in, a small milestone after we had taken in so much that evening. All in all a fun aniversary evening!

S