Williamsburg, Brooklyn, New York
We are fast approaching the one year anniversary of consummating our relationship in a tarp, i.e. Tarp Day.
Marie figured this out the other day while looking at her calendar of work events from last year, and deduced that since the big Jewish wedding reception that we were both working on in Helotes, TX last year took place on the 11th of Oct., and didn't end until around midnight. It must have been in the early morning hours of the 12th that we stumbled drunkenly into that fateful little blue tarp next to the dumpster under the bright stars of Texas and consummated our relationship.
What does this mean?
Well, I think it means that on Oct 12th we will officially be a "couple" and that the name of the blog may have to be changed to: The Girl I'm "with" in New York.
As the dust is settling on our whirlwind romance, routine seems to be settling in, along with a few other things from the kingdom of coupledom, like a little more patience and understanding with each other. It almost feels like we are starting to "get" each other a little bit here. In fact, Marie commented today while we were walking to the bar to watch the Sunday football games (a very coupley thing to do), including the Jets game - as the Jets are our team (we have a team - also very coupley) - that it was nice not to be fighting with each other. In fact, just now while writing this I stopped for a moment to adjust my chair as it was too high, and Marie said that she was just thinking the same thing not twenty minutes ago (that my chair was too high), then commented that we were thinking alike and winked at me (very, very coupley).
What does all this mean?
I think it means that we're becoming a couple. And that I'm going to have to plan something nice for Tarp Day.