Saturday, March 6, 2010

The man I love

I've been with my gorgeous and brilliant husband for twelve years, and today is our one-year wedding anniversary. Although we've been together for a long time, he never ceases to surprise and delight me. For example, this is the last conversation we had before leaving the house last night:

Me: Do you have your keys?
Kelly: Yep.

And that is how we ended up calling a locksmith at 2 a.m.

Luckily I was still in a good mood from the bar, where the "molecular mixologist" made me a Panda Colada - a pina colada in gelatin form perched atop pineapples that have been dehydrated then reconstituted with rum.

That drink is the only reason Kelly is still alive this morning.


  1. Awww... the panda's so cute!

    And the part about having a gorgeous and brilliant (although slightly absent-minded) husband is pretty awesome too.

  2. Yeah, Kelly is cool! I love the man to bits, even though he has a beard.
    And if you ask him nicely, maybe you will be allowed your own set of keys one day?

    The man is a PROFESSOR. Professors do not remember keys and stuff like that. All the books and cartoons say so.

    Be the key-holder. Be the key-rememberer.

  3. Oh, and if it happens again, don't kill him off. Let him live. Always keep a pocket drink (panda shaped) near you.