In case anyone’s bored, you can view pictures of my weekend here. We had a yummy dinner at Outback on Friday, then we went to see The Guardian on Saturday. We made a bet about who would die, and the loser had to buy the winner ice cream. I won. (To be honest, I was hoping I would lose so Stephen would let me pay for something for once, but no such luck.) I don’t really think I’m giving anything away by saying someone dies; people always die in movies featuring risky careers.
Saying goodbye to Stephen was not so great, but lucky for me he’s coming up here for my birthday weekend o’ fun. I’m having people over for a Saved by the Bell marathon at my apartment on Friday (how cool is that?), then on Saturday Stephen is taking me to dinner at The Melting Pot ,which I love and never get to visit because it’s expensive. If you’ve never had chocolate fondue and cheesecake, you are missing out. We’re also planning to finish registering for gifts (yay!), and I will be glad when that’s over because it’s time consuming and slightly annoying and one more thing I can check off the list. After we went to a wedding on Saturday evening, Stephen and I planned out the music for our wedding ceremony, and I’m totally excited about it. There’s not a traditional bit in there, but I think it’s going to be lovely and unique, which is what I’m going for. (I do have a hymn and some instrumental music in it, but there’s no “Wedding March” or “Canon in D” to be found.) Only 229 more days!
P.S. My paper presentation at the conference went really well. The only comments I got were positive. (I think it helped that the audience picked at the other woman’s argument quite a bit.)