Showing posts with label Jane Austen. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jane Austen. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 12

Trying on my cupid wings


Interesting news, well at least to me. The Tall Man and I have a Valentine's date. Or so he asked me. I mean I'm excited, but I don't count V-day for much. That aside since I have one and most people won't, I guess I'm a little excited. The text was cute:

Tall Man: Hey there sexy. Wednesday no good - VB and NJ Thursday AM. Wanna be my valentine Thurs night instead? Dinner?

Of course I smiled to myself and thought, "Men do make passes on girls who wear glasses." I'm pretty happy I admit that the idea of Me+Valentines Day entered his head. A year ago I can tell you that The Gentlemen Caller would have ASKED me out on Valentine's Day. Then proceeded to have sex with me and perhaps give me a gift in between. Then deny that he ever had any sort of feelings for me. Wait I feel as if this story really did happen, but I checked back and I was wrong. Forgive me, I don't mean to cause slander.

Going back to my old OLD blog, I am all retrospective. It's so sappy of me. Moving on with me thoughts...

So I am on the final pages of Harry Potter (which people will wonder why I am not finishing it as we speak...maybe I should. It will get done when it gets done...After that I plan on East of Eden. Oh Steinbeck, we meet at last. Let the games begin!

For The Tall Man I bought him a V-day gift. Not necessarily a gift for that day, I usually buy things all the time for people I like. It's the Cancer in me. Not Cancer as in Tumors, I mean zodiac. He likes Jane Austen...he's a sensative soul and no, he's not a bottom.

I purchased a book called Lost In Austen: Create Your Own Jane Austen Adventure Choose your own adventure, but the character is Elizabeth Bennett. I thought it was kind of genius! It also has a cute little scoring system. Where it's like, "You've impressed Mr. Darcy you gain 10 communication points."

Somewhere Ms. Austen is doing cartwheels...Jerome Robbins' Choerographed cartwheels.

I hope he enjoys it. If not I'll just gouge my eyes out. Well not really. I can tell he'll like it. I think tonight is the night I watch Gone With the Wind...after Harry Potter.