Who's Going To Clean Up This Romantic Gesture?

When I walked through the door last night, red and pink rose petals were scattered across the vestibule and up the stairs to the bedroom. How inconsiderate can one husband get? I could have slipped and broken my neck! Fortunately, the cloying, sickly-sweet odor of roses gave the petals away, and I was able to spot them before my heel slipped.

Besides that, when the hot air from the wall registers blow them all around, I'll be the one to spend a couple hours with a vacuum attachment bending beside the bed and under the dresser and most likely screwing up my lower back some more…

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Mike got offered a job!

So, congrats to him!

Henry. You mentioned getting a GPS device, but we haven’t heard anything about it since. Why not?

Well, here’s an update. It rocks! Here’s a great example of how technology has saved me from being horribly bored.

We were in LA this weekend. We flew back on Monday morning, arriving at 11ish, and Mike had a job interview in Concord at 1ish. So, I took the Yahoo! Maps directions Mike had thoughtfully printed, and mocked them by rolling them in a ball and tossing them into the back. I typed in the address, and off we went. We got there early, wanted lunch, so I searched for Thai restaurants.

That’s not the best part, though.

After dropping Mike off, I want to a Starbucks – which I found with the GPS device, and studied for a while. Then, I was bored. I checked the GPS device: Mall? Movie? Arcade? What could I do – then it hit me.

I searched for nearby lakes, then inserted a grocery store as a waypoint, drove to buy some bread, and went to a lake to feed the ducks.

Then, I was back to pick up Mike with plenty of time.