Wednesday, March 19, 2008

Death by Invitation


How I despise this. And yet how cute they are. A certain young man very sweetly came over at 11pm last night after his group meeting to keep me and my nearly carpel-tunnelled wrist company. And gave me a wake-up call because he wasn't sure if in my soporific haze I'd remembered to set my alarm. :)

In other news, this weekend was nice and relaxing (x invitations, naturally) and beautiful out. We went for a run (outside!) and Dan proceeded to kindly not make fun of me as my side staged a protest. Why? I don't know. I mean, I'm out of shape, but not THAT out of shape. I can't WAIT for the weather to start being consistently nice so I can start consistently running on the consistently beautiful path to Boathouse Row. Oh blessed springtime, how I love thee and the scent of thy breath warms my frozen toes.



Becca and Ty said...

hahaha, just how many invitations are you guys putting together? :) I was MASOCHISTIC and did sealing wax, which was cute and classic and yadda yadda but oh my gosh, so dumb. Oh well - never again, right? :)

And I must find said path to Boathouse Row since it's finally (almost) warm enough to run outside and I am intrigued and in love with Boathouse Row :)

Alex said...

I am jealous of your runs to and on Boathouse Row! That is one of my two all-time favorite runs (second to Forbidden Drive). We have a large print hanging in our bedroom of Boathouse Row. I do have to say though, that I liked it a lot better before they changed to LED lights. Even with the many bulbs that were always out, it seemed much more charming to me. But then, everything is better the way you remember it.