Last night David & I went to the Candlelight Walk on Henderson. Some of the little shops along the way stayed open late and served wine & food to kick off the holiday shopping season. We went into a few little charming shops we had not visited before and had a few glasses of wine, and yes, even bought our first Christmas gift of the season. I also found a teak dresser I would really like for our bedroom, but decided to think about it for a few days. If it isn’t there once I decide, it was not meant to be. I also got a larger-than-usual-for-me necklace at the Afghani/Turkish store. I love Middle Eastern jewelry but if one is a woman of a certain age living in Texas I think one has to be careful about wearing such things, lest one crosses into the new-age-Southern hippy look. Which has a certain charm in Austin & Santa Fe, but is certainly not my thing. Then again, I don’t own any flowing floor length skirts or dresses, so I am probably ok.
We went into Milton Kent Antiques – this place was amazing! I mean, most antiques there were not of the sort that interest me, though I did see some wonderful cut glass decanters and a very impressive butcher block. However, just the jumble of traditionally pretty stuff was impressive – and even more so that the owner actually lives there! Seriously, he lives his life surrounded with these amazing things all around him all the time. I would guess he is creative as all get-out.
The only WHAT THE FUCK moment of the night was when we were in Milton Kent and – in front of the gracious and helpful gay boys who were serving wine and showing people around – some dude on the phone in the middle of the room said inappropriately loudly, “WELL I just think marriage HAS to be one man and one woman otherwise EVERYTHING IS FAIR GAME”. What a fucking douche. I looked at one of the boys and said “DICK!” and he said “Can you trip him for me?”. UG. I’ll tell you what should be fair game is me kicking that guy in the nuts.
Fortunately everything else was so nice it didn’t ruin anything, and we went home and had some cava and sex and it was a super nice evening. Mmmm. Cava and sex.
I found a few Dallas area blogs with things to do, and by bicycle enthusiasts (they DO exist here!), and they are making me feel better about being in Dallas. Also the new house helps. I have been going through a stage of thinking I can’t hack another three years here, but I am starting to feel a little more connected to “the scene” – at least as an observer (which is cool with me). At least I’m starting to sense a soul to the city, faint as it is, and that really helps.
Also I signed up for the White Rock Half Marathon, which is in exactly one month. Hey Ash, have you ran at all for the past two months? No. What’s the most you’ve ever run at once? Oh, five miles or so. Have you lost your mind? Perhaps. Mostly I just want to get out and do something, and if I have to run half/walk half than that’s cool.
Today is Davey’s birthday! Oh man, am I ever glad he was born. I think maybe I’d still be knitting in my old Boston apartment, cuddling with Gus if he wasn’t. Then again, I WAS preparing to go teach in Asia, so maybe I’d be doing some Thai dude or lady, or combination thereof. Hard to say. Nevertheless, I’m chuffed as anything to be with him, even if it is Dallas instead of Denmark or India or something. LOVE YOU HUSBAND.
OK I said I wasn’t buying anything else for the house but I bought this and I don’t even care: http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=17277671
That’s it though. No more things. We have everything we need.
Except that teak dresser for the bedroom.
OK but THEN we have everything. Yup.
Seriously, I’m sick of buying material items (though it was understandable we needed stuff for the new place). I hate it. Back to plane tickets for me.
