Two down

Today marks the second anniversary of the day I Drew and I met and had our first date, and we decided to celebrate all weekend long. Unfortunately, the weather didn't cooperate on Friday and Saturday and so our plan to go check out the Cherry blossom festival in the Brooklyn Botanical Garden was thwarted. And though the weather was really great yesterday, we were suspicious enough of rain all day, that we still didn't make it out to Brooklyn, and opted, instead for an afternoon in Central Park, which wasn't a bad alternative, really.

The anniversary weekend was actually pretty tame considering we started it with a couple shots each of Absinthe. Drew surprised me with a bottle when he came home from work Friday evening and what can I say -- the man knows me. I mean, wine is fine, but Absinthe...absinthe is the thing dreams are made of, right? So, I took great pains to make sure we drank it exactly the right way, holding a sugar cube on a flat spoon over the perfumey liquid and dripping ice cold water over it until it dissolved into a cloudy billow inside the glass. The taste was pretty fowl and it was all I could do to keep from barfing it up all over myself, which you know, would have been so romantic! Anyhow, we waited a half hour or so for it to "kick in," but having no real idea what we were expecting, how we'd know it was "working," we decided just to head out to our favorite local family-style Italian joint. It was after our meal and a glass of wine each that we finally felt the effects of the Absinthe and on the walk home down ninth avenue, I felt downright giddy. So giddy, in fact, that passing the Chinese foot & back rub place that we've passed a million times, I pulled Drew inside and told him I was treating us to a foot rub. Because what spells romance like having some other woman rub your drunk boyfriend's dirty feet on the other side of a thin sheet?

Hey, have you ever gotten a Chinese foot rub after a couple shots of Absinthe? Highly recommended, five stars!! I sprung for the 40 minute affair, and afterwards, Drew and I felt so light, so carefree, that we promptly fell asleep on the couch a half an hour later after watching an old episode of This American Life on our newly acquired Showtime--which we got for less than 10 bucks what we were paying without it and what turned out to be highlight of the evening #2. These are the things that excite you after two years with the same person, I guess. We're not too far away from fighting over the remote and the TV dinner with the apple crisp. But is that such a bad thing, really?

Anyway, I wish I could say Saturday we managed to stay awake past 11, but the truth is, I had cramps so bad, I spent most of the day in bed and fell asleep at about 10:30. I did manage to squeeze in 2 margaritas in the afternoon, though, so all was not a bust. PLUS, and this is a big plus, my celebrity sighting of the weekend? John Krasinski, AKA Jim from The Office! I almost missed him, too, since he was walking down the street with a woman who looked familiar but I couldn't quite place, and by the time I realized she was Maya Rudolph, they'd both almost passed us when it dawned on me: OH MY GOD, It's Jim! "Oh my God, it's Jim!" I whispered at Drew as soon as they passed. Drew swerved around and said, "It is! I bet they're going to see Breathless at the Film Forum -- they're heading that way. Maybe we should go. I mean, we were gonna go anyway, so why not just go to the showing they're going to?" Oh my god, does this man know me or what -- absinthe and now this?! So we did what any normal, self-respecting, non-stalker type people would do, and we started following them. To our credit, we only made it a block before humility and shame took over and we decided we were being sort of pathetic, so we turned back around and headed to the nearest Mr. Softee for an ice cream cone. But I tell you what, that John Krasinski is a tall, glass of something, he is. Forget the absinthe, I'd like to have a bottle of him for my next anniversary.

Anyway, today is the actual big day -- two years since Drew and I met (and also my Mom's birthday, so Happy Birthday, Mom), and the sushi restaurant where we had our blind date is closed on Mondays, so we're heading to a sushi place in our neighborhood we've been wanting to try. I have a feeling we'll reminisce about those early days when we made romantic trips across the country to see each other while wondering why the hell we couldn't just nab someone in our own respective cities. Maybe we'll continue planning our China itinerary -- which we made good headway with yesterday -- and if history is any indication, we'll be drunk by 8 and asleep by 10. Well, I'll be asleep, anyway. Drew will be catching up on the Yankees stats and watching the Colbert Report. Hey, here's to two great years.

Comments

[Gretch-a-sketch]

Frick, you saw J.Kras?! I mean, the rest of the night sounds fabulous as well, but I would seriously climb that man like a tree.

[Megan]

John Krasinski! Ok, I'm officially jealous. I heard he's shooting a movie with Maya Rudolph, directed by Sam Mendes. I will be seeing it.

[Natalee]

I am 20 shades of green envy. Jim Halpert is mmmmmmmm.........yummy.

Happy 2nd anniversary! The hubs and I will be welcoming year 13 together on June 5th. Time flies!

[Lpeg]

Congratulations!

And John Krasinski? Beautiful man :)

[Genieve]

Love the foot rub part! This is hilarious! Thx for blogging about these moments in your life!!!

[Alice]

Happy Anniversary of your first meeting! So sweet -- aw shucks, you guys are just killing me!