It’s been a while so here are the highlights:
We had a party and below are my favorite pictures from that night.
It was nice to have people over at the new place. Everyone seemed to have really enjoyed themselves and even said nice things about our little place. I was mostly impressed by how many people actually showed up. Usually I’ll invite just about everyone I can stand and expect maybe six to show. This time, it seems like most of who I keep contact with on a daily basis did.
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Christmas 2008 = Best ever.
I didn’t get to request the days off on time this year so we both worked before and after the 25th. We exchanged out gifts in the morning then spent the entire day by ourselves snuggling, relaxing, went to the movies, watched movies at home and enjoying each other’s company. Just us two. There was no stress from traveling, too many people in one room, or that, “Oh.. thanks” in response to that novelty ice tray from that funny uncle.
Jen and I decided to stick with a $20 limit with our gifts. Well we didn’t really stick with it. I’m including my new bike and our trip to D.C. for the inauguration. Those weren’t things we unwrapped. I got Jen these socks and she got me The Best Chocolate Bar Ever AND this book. Still, it wasn’t a giving festival like it was last year, but spending all day together alone the way we did was better than anything we could have wrapped for each other.
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About the new bike. . .
When PowerMike saw it for the first time he looked at it and smiled and proclaimed that it “looks like an angry animal”. It feels like one too. I hadn’t really told Jen, or anyone for that matter, but I’m a little terrified of it. No, seriously, it’s pretty epic. You should take that lightly, being as how I’ve only ridden about six bikes. Still, it’s the best bike I’ve ever ridden. I only wish we could find Jen’s elusive camera battery charger to take some proper photos of the shiny shiny. The more I ride it, the more I’m impressed by it and have to remind myself that this is mine to own and it’s not a prolonged test ride. Now that I think of it, everyone has a new bike at work. Everyone made a considerable upgrade.
One thing I’ve noticed more than anything else is how slow and weak I’ve gotten since riding The Bianchi. It’s been a couple of months since any real road riding. Besides the sparse mountain biking and commuting to and from work, I haven’t been devoting enough time on the bike. I feel it too. Last Sunday we did about 47 miles and I was useless to anyone after. Hopefully it stops being wet and shitty in the mornings for me to ride more.
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I’m obsessed with Justice and unreleased Underworld tracks from their UnderworldLive.com site. Is it crazy for me to want the Justice cross on my back?
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The December Movie Extravaganza is going great. Part of my Christmas present was going to watch a whole ton of new releases this month. So far so good. There are a few left that we may not get to watch because of limited showings but so far so good. My favorite so far is Quantum of Solace, but I doubt that will hold after Gran Torino, The Wrestler, Doubt, Valkyrie, and Benjamin Button. Those are the five I’m really looking forward to but I’m sure Slumdog Millionaire will surprise me. What I am certain about is that Seven Pounds royally sucked. We should get our money back.
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Being sick for the last two days has been a real bummer. I’m not crazy man-cold sick, but I definitely feel weak and tired. I’m humbled by Jen’s Ultimate Awesomeness of being sweet and caring when I’m sick. At one point I got frustrated and heard myself tell her that I wasn’t handicapped (!). My real frustration is my lack of strength and having others do things for me. I know she’s just helping me conserve my energy, but my pride kicks in and wants to still do things for myself. It’s silly how my brain is hardwired to be that way. At least I recognize it enough to be OK with Jen be her wonderful caring self. This Christmas only strengthened my feelings of gratitude for marrying someone as badass as she is. At the party I remember someone complimenting Jen and her culinary skills. I remember saying that I was lucky as fuck to have met her and how fortunate I was to be with her, even though I’m such a schmuck. Of course they laughed, but there is some truth to that. The person I was before we met. . . well, honestly, fuck that guy.














