So lets see. Friday night was pretty tame. The wife and I made our own pizza's for dinner (me pepperoni, her pesto with artichokes) and surprisingly enough they didn't turn out half bad. The bad half came though when she made me watch 27 Dresses. Just a horrible movie. The main character isn't likable at all and her sister is ever worse. I kept waiting for the main guy in the movie, who was also in X-Men, to whip off his sunglasses and kill everyone (or at least me) with his laser beam eyes. Alas.. I wasn't that lucky...
Saturday was spent mostly just hanging around the house, which was nice. After an afternoon trip to the bookstore, we went to the parade the city was having. It went right thru downtown and consisted mostly of big rigs pulling flat beds full of nativity scenes, kids dancing and singing, and random people waving to the crowd. It was one of those nights that makes you appreciate small town life ya know. And we got lucky, it was in the low 30's, but no wind at all, so it was actually pretty nice out.
Sunday we went and did a couple of quick errands before settling in for the afternoon. Me in front of my tv for football and the wife in front of hers and the fireplace for Harry Potter. Great day really...
I did learn something very alarming about my lovely wife though. Apparently she had no idea that the drummer from Def Lepard only has one arm! How is this possible? I thought everyone knew this! Who hasn't seen the VH1 Behind the Music about them.. "everyone was riding high, then tragedy struck..." (typical BTM line, right) Great stuff really. How did this come up you ask? Well we were watching a show called Crossroads, where they take a country act and pair them with someone completely different. In this case it was Def Lepard and Taylor Swift and surprisingly enough the music was actually really good.
Can you believe it's already the second week of December? Before you know it, it'll be New Years, then 2009.. Only 3 more weeks till Christmas...
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