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Weekend Warriors

The weekend before Thanksgiving was filled with all sorts of fun. Victoria’s birthday party was on Friday so I headed up with Nicole for a bit of line dancing at this rodeo bar in Connecticut. My goal for the night was to not knock anybody over.


Then on Saturday I slept for a large portion of the day. So did Gavin. I think we’re still recovering from the move. We emptied some more boxes but it was very low-key.

Sunday was all sorts of interesting. We began by attending a mass at Corpus Christi, the church where Gavin has been studying. I went in expecting the usual forty-five-minute-long Catholic mass and we walked out, an hour and fifteen minutes later, smelling of incense and with Latin prayers ringing in our ears. (I guess they never got the memo from the Vatican II.)

That night, Gavin and I went to the Giants vs Eagles game in NJ.

It was my first time experiencing tailgaiting. (We didn’t have a BBQ, TV or speakers but we did have a cold six-pack of Bud Light.)

The game was exciting except that they lost. We met up briefly with Joe at halftime since he was also there and sitting nearby.

And, as if that wasn’t enough to pack into a couple of days, we extended this into the week with some good old-fashioned furniture shopping. Monday (after work) was devoted to finding a couch and Tuesday (after work) was all about building furniture. Gavin picked up a couple of additional items we had been discussing: curtains, a desk chair, two shelves, and a second desk.

Before getting to work, we sat down to a nice dinner of pork chops, rice and string beans at the table.

Four pieces of furniture took two people five hours to make.


Our couch (or what is often referred to as a couch in Manhattan but is actually a loveseat) is being delivered in a few weeks. The chair and ottoman should be arriving earlier.

Play Ball.

I can’t think of a better thing to do after work on a Monday than going to a double-header Mets vs Marlins game. (Well, actually I can. It could’ve been a Yankees game, after all. Then atleast I could’ve been a real fan and worn my baseball hat.)

BIG THANK YOU to my friend, Joe, for snagging the tickets and kindly handing them off to us. Nice seats, too. Front row!


Gavin was happy. I was “camera-happy”, trying desperately to get our (super interesting, as you can see) photos displayed on the megatron via Verizon’s SMS campaign. No dice. The cute kid pictures went up instead. Should’ve brought the cats.


A short while into the first couple of innings, Gavin’s photographer friend, Andrew (who was just shooting at the US Open), came to join us. It was the first time I ever met him and he is a super nice guy.


Speaking of baseball, Gavin and I had this idea for the rehearsal dinner awhile back (IF the wedding was in NYC or some other town with a decent minor league team.) Instead of the typical rehearsal dinner, why not have everyone come out for some hot dogs and beer and a minor league baseball game that, I don’t know about you but, I think would be a million times more fun- particularly if it was the Brooklyn Cyclones. I could also pick up a Brooklyn Cyclones hat which I have been obsessed with since about two years ago.

Related trivia question: Where did Gavin first say “I love you?” Bonus trivia question: Where did Kate first say “I love you?”