frien-niversary

i recently celebrated my first ever "frien-niversary".  what is this you ask?  well, my friend ty and i went out on our first adventure 1 year ago.  our anniversary happens to coincide with my friend heath's birthday which makes it really easy to remember, because heath is good at reminding me that it is her birthday.  haha heath, thanks for always including me, i love your birthday.  anyway, ty and i, celebrated our one year of friendship (frien-niversary) by spending the day together.

here was the plan: pick up at 3pm, go play in seattle until dinner at 6pm at ruth's chris in bellevue, then a play at 8pm in issaquah.  funny how plans even well thought out plans don't always work.  first snafu, heath changed dinner plans from 6 in belleuve to 7 in seattle, she gets to do this it is her birthday.  hmmm...so what do we do about the play, bag the play, pass tickets off to ty's parents and just eat.  hot damn i love to eat, this is going to be a great day.

so ty shows up at my house, right on time, he is good about punctuality (i secretly like this about him), he walks through my door and i am a hot mess on my couch.  here is the drama he walked in to; a deflated heap of heather wrapped up in a blanket staring straight ahead with mascara running down her face, snot coming out of her nose, and sweating.  from the corner of my eye i noticed that he gently set his stuff down, he was so quiet kind of like i was sleeping and he didn't want to wake me, sat next to me and wrapped me up in a huge hug. 

now ty has never seen me this way, well not this bad.  i tend to lay it all out there and i know he has seen me cry, scared (trapezing, thought i was going to pee my pants), looking like i am going to puke everywhere (daughtry concert), laughing so hard my head looks like it is going to burst, i'm sure i've had food stuck in my teeth, shot crap out of my nose in laughter and anything else you can imagine ty has seen it, but he hasn't ever seen me so defeated.  i didn't like that he saw me like this, but he handled it beautifully.

in true ty form he got me a gift to celebrate our anniversary.  first i have to comment on guy wrapping.  does manly colored plaid gift bag scream heather to you?  this just made me smile and silently giggle to myself.  anyway, there were two things in the bag.  the first one i pulled out was squishy and felt really weird in my hands and i almost dropped it, but it was awesome.  a whole bag of chocolate covered gummi bears, my fave!  the other was a book, he knows how much i love to read, but it wasn't something i would've ever bought for myself... wait for it.  well maybe a few clues; yellow caution tape adorns the cover, it is a rather thick book, it is a reference book....any ideas?  ok, i will tell you "dating for dummies"!  oh my word, i started laughing hysterically.  so we sat and laughed our rears off reading some of the tips to have a successful first date and if it is going well how to pull off a successful 2nd date. 

we never made it to seattle to play, but we did go to dinner.  i mean really, like we were going to pass up dinner at ruth's chris.  so i have never eaten at this establishment before and i was quickly reminded why i am more comfortable in a dive bar.  i am a complete spaz. i definitely lack some manners.  as we were walking up to the front door i could see our party sitting in the lounge and i pressed myself up against the full length windows. strike one, you just don't do this at a nice establishment, but at least they knew that we had arrived!  walk in hugs all around.  have i ever said how much i love a hug and not the wimpy just around the shoulder hug, give me a full body hug, hug me like you mean it.

we are escorted to our table.  a round table, this is good there are no edges so no one is feeling like they are on the "end".  i hate that, i always weasel my way into the middle, i hate the end.  there is happy birthday confetti on the table.  our server, lance, says i see we are celebrating a birthday (duh why else would there be confetti) and heath raises her hand and so do i.  ha!  lance looks at me and says, "it's your birthday too?"  well no, but i couldn't resist.  then lance asked if we had all eaten here before.  nope, i haven't.  so i got the run down on the place, what they are known for, blah blah blah....

i find menus overwhelming.  i love food, well except for the potatoes and veggies and everything looks so yummy.  the menu has tons of options and everything is a la carte...i don't like those menus.  you have to make too many decisions.  for those of you who know me well, you know that i am a horrible decision maker.  anyway, ty comes to rescue and says, "we are going all out steak and lobster."  sweet!  no veggies for me, but i want a salad.  this brings me to another problem...i like salad, in fact i really like salads, but lettuce doesn't really care for me so much.  grrr....ty reminds me that i am in my own car, "get your salad on." so we have ordered our frien-niversary dinner 1 ceasar salad to split and 2 steak and lobster dinners with a side of mushrooms (eww those mushrooms are not for me).

so strike 2, i scraped my place setting clean by pushing all my crumbs on the floor.  i didn't want my pristine creamy white tablecloth to have bread crumbs on it when my entree came.  just as i finished clearing my space a staff person came by with this little scraper thing and a plate and started cleaning everyone's space.  i looked over at ty and started giggling, he looked back at me with a questioning face, "i just scraped all my crumbs onto the floor."  now we are both giggling.  in a dive bar you are supposed to put your crumbs on the floor, how was i supposed to know that there is a person on staff that goes around to each table scraping up the crumbs? 

strike 3, is my commentary with lance about the plates that our entrees were served on.  our plates are set on the table.  now, if we had all been walked in and set at our table blindfolded i would've thought that we were in a mexican joint and we had all ordered fajitas.  it was so noisy, all of our plates were sizzling.  lance tells us that the plates are really hot, 140 degrees hot.  ummmm...wait just a minute this seems dangerous so i ask, "how long before our plates cool down so we don't burn ourselves?"  ty is giggling at me.  "well your plate will stay hot throughout your meal."  oh my word now i am really worried, "do you have heat proof gloves so i don't burn myself?" ty is still giggling at me and lance is looking at me like i am a complete idiot.

i didn't burn myself, my food was amazing, and my company was even better.  what a super way to spend my frien-niversary!  i can't wait for my next frien-niversay and to celebrate another year of heath being older than me.  thank you ty for being such a wonderful friend.  thank you heather for always including me in your celebrations, i can't think of a better way to spend feb. 26th.