although hubbie logan and i have been immersed in stable domestic bliss for quite some time now, our relationship began with an extended long-distance courtship. every weekend, without fail, one of us would speed for 2½ hours along a particularly un-beautiful stretch of interstate 71 in order to spend weekends together. even after a year of this bi-weekly mind-numbing ritual, however, i still found myself happily hopping into my lil’ geo metro every other friday afternoon, turning the ignition key with a smile, and thinking to myself: i am so in love with this man.
before heading off to work last week, i half-heartedly decided to check out the airline flights one last time. surprisingly, the prices had actually dropped… and the arrival/departure times were perfect. realizing this was a fleeting opportunity, i found myself happily whipping out my visa card, clicking the “purchase tickets now” button with a smile, and thinking to myself: i am so in love with this band.
the oregon symphony is playing carnegie hall in may. the classical beaver will be in attendance. that is all (for now).