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December 05, 2005
mug shot
Back when my husband and I were ourselves young pups (well, I was sort of a young pup and he was a canine embryo), we enjoyed going on dates. Our first date was at the formerly-skanky-currently-hip Rendezvous in Seattle where we went to see a mutual friend performing in a drag show. About fifteen minutes into the date, I, who had just ended a rather grueling seven-year relationship, found out that my date was Barely Legal. That is, I was thirty and he was...younger. This news made me positively giddy, as did the gin I was throwing back to prevent myself from running out the door. What was I doing? How could it be? Shouldn't a woman my age be dating like, lawyers and taxmen?
Then came a break in the show and my date/future husband excused himself to go to the restroom. Our friend came gliding over to say hello and I was like "AHHHH! He's an infant! What do I do?!" Our friend raised a well-groomed eyebrow and said who cares? As long as we were having fun.
Our next date was a rodeo, then car crash derby featuring Carzilla, new wave dancing and my favorite date hot spot, the state fair.
Now, seven years later, as part of our Festivus activities, I got to enjoy my festive hot cocoa in a state fair-crafted mug that has my husband's face on one side and the words "Too hot to handle" on the other.
Have fun we surely do.
Posted by Max at December 5, 2005 10:21 PM