Finding Matt's dirty socks on the floor all over my house used to really drive me crazy. Especially the time I found a pair sitting on my kitchen table. That was disgusting. When I asked him about it, he said, "You told me not to leave them on the floor."
But lately, Matt and I have had very different schedules and, unfortunately, don't see very much of each other. And somehow, seeing those dirty socks on the floor when I come home is somewhat comforting, since I know that Matt has been there.
It's funny how the things you hate so much can become some of your favorite things. So I dedicate this post to my husband's dirty, disgusting, comforting socks. I'll never bemoan them again.
Unless I find them on the kitchen table...I don't need reassurance that badly.
It is really hard for me to watch the Harry Potter movies for two reasons:
1. They're lame.
2. Emma Watson looks exactly like my sister Anna. They look much more like twins than me and Anna. So it's hard to concentrate.
Wow, this post was almost as lame as a Harry Potter movie. Almost.
Last night started out great and ended in incredible. Does it get much better?
We began by meeting our friends
for dinner at a quaint restaurant in the strip district. We were a few minutes late because traffic was so bad for the Pirates game. We enjoyed a delicious meal and great conversation. It was exciting to hear all of the plans of a newly engaged couple. We're so happy for them!
After dinner, Tim & Alison went to hear the Pittsburgh symphony, and Matt and I decided we would hang out for awhile downtown, since we don't get there very often. We were standing outside the restaurant deciding where to go when this scalper offered to sell us Pirates tickets. I wasn't particularly wanting to spend that much money or go to a game that night, so I told Matt I didn't want to. Anyway, I'm not sure how this happened, but my reluctance somehow made it possible for Matt to be able to get the guy to give us the tickets for half of what he was asking. I think we totally hustled the guy without even meaning to. It was hilarious!
Then at the game, we were thrilled with how good our seats were. We were in the lower level about 30 rows up. And we got free Pirates hats. We were still laughing at how well things had worked out when this guy walked by and said, "Hey, I'm leaving. Take these two tickets and go sit closer." Nicest guy ever! The seats were on the fourth row on top of the Pirates dugout. It was unbelievable. I think I took a picture of Adam LaRoche every time he walked in or out of the dugout.
The best part of the night was when I looked up at the screen and saw the words, "Katie i love you, Matt". Isn't he the best?
We are still amazed at how awesome our evening was. Thanks for inviting us out Alison
Call me crazy, but wouldn't you be a little nervous about putting the responsibility of getting funding for your education into the hands of a financial aid office where everyone asks, "So have you filled out your FASFA (F-A-S-F-A) yet?"
I mean seriously. Not a good feeling.
I just googled FASFA. It stands for Frozen at Sea Fillets Association. I don't even know what that means, but apparently, it will have a big impact on my financial aid for the 2009-10 school year. Guess I better look into it.
So I was out late tonight and Matt missed me so he sent me a text message. This is about as sweet as it gets. The message said:
"I need you like Anakin needs acting lessons!"
Yep, I'm in love with a nerd, and proud of it, too.
Go get your own.