Well That Was Weird...

I know that I'm really starting to sound like a broken record here, but I had yet another great weekend with Teri. I was able to go watch what might be her last softball game of the season Friday night and her mom and her friend Jazz (aka Jen) were there for conversation during the game. After the game, Teri and Jazz hung out since Jazz has been out of town for a while. While they were catching up, the car got a much needed bath so I could take my mind off of missing Teri. Hi, two birds. In case you were wondering, that was one stone I just killed both of you with.

Saturday was the normal morning exercise routine for me, but Teri got up extra early to get her whopping 16 mile run in (she's very impressive) before running some errands before our date. It was a double date for 2 (because there was double the amount of normal date activities), and it was also the weirdest date we've had so far...and also a very fun time. We started off dropping Sparky off at Teri's parents' place so they could watch him since we'd be gone so long and unable to feed him or let him out. I don't know if having her parents babysit for us so we could go on a date makes us an 'old married couple' already or not, but whatever.

We had to take a massive detour because of road construction to actually get to their house, which added about 30 minutes onto our travel time that I hadn't planned on. Since we were running so late, I wasn't in the best of moods. That kind of got the whole date off on the weird foot. Our first destination was COSI, which closes at the ridiculously early hour of 5 pm on Saturdays (what's wrong with 8 pm on a summer weekend?). Instead of getting there at 3 and having a couple hours to explore and enjoy, we got there at 3:30. At least it was free since Stephanie was nice enough to hook us up with free passes. It was a good time, but we just needed more than an hour and a half to see everything. It was too rushed. While we were at COSI, Teri captured this picture of me taking a 'space poo'.


I also feel that I should give some advice to the guys who might be reading this. In case you ever, hypothetically, find yourself in a confined space with your girlfriend in a public place, you will want to know everything you can about said confined space before you kiss her. For example, let's just say, hypothetically, that there happens to be a camera in said confined space that is hooked up to a monitor in a separate room where people, including children, may or may not be watching. If that's the case, your girlfriend might be embarrassed when you walk into said second room after having kissed her. You've been advised.

They also had a Science of Big Machines exhibit outside, and that's where I snapped this picture of Teri and I in the rearview mirror of a Caterpillar bulldozer. You can tell it's a Caterpillar bulldozer because of the warning sticker in the reflection. Okay, so that's a load of crap. You could tell it was a Caterpillar bulldozer because of the Caterpillar logos on the side of the bulldozer (not pictured). The only things you can tell from the picture is that Teri is way cute and I oftentimes forget to turn off the flash on the camera (all the bright specks in the picture are from the flash going off). What you can't tell from the picture but that is a fact (and my butt will back me up on this) is that Caterpillar makes a very comfy bulldozer seat.


After closing down COSI at 5, Teri and I took a trek (that covered a whole 2 blocks) to The Spaghetti Warehouse for dinner. This was the best part of the whole weekend. Teri and I were both in a weird/goofy mood, and we had really good conversation during dinner that was surrounded by us joking around and just generally acting like kids. It was way fun. The food was also quite tasty, especially the spinach/artichoke dip we got as our free appetizer. If you haven't had it before, you really should try it sometime. Also, since Teri likes the moose head on the wall, she snagged this picture of it before we left.


The original plan for our after-dinner date activity was going to be Waterfire. Now, the reasoning behind why I picked that activity was good (Teri is a bit of a pyro), but the execution was a bit flawed. We got done with dinner a bit earlier than I expected, and we had some time to kill before the proceedings got underway. That's not a problem. We could have just walked around downtown Columbus for a while to kill time. The problem with that option is that it was really hot and humid on Saturday, and it also started to rain. We ducked into my car to avoid getting soaked, and it was a bit reminiscent of our first date after we talked in my car for 2.5 hours after we closed down the Caribou. After the rain stopped, we ventured out for a walk, crossing the bridge next to the Santa Maria's parking spot. Here's a fun picture of Teri being a pirate in front of her ship. Unfortunately, her booty is missing from the frame.


The original plan was for the fires to get lit about 8:45, but at 8:20-ish, they announced that there was a storm coming and that they'd wait until 9:15 to light things. As it was very humid out and boring to just sit around waiting, we headed back to Casa de Hudson for the remainder of the evening until I took Teri home for sleeping purposes.

Sunday morning we went to church and then met up with Jazz for the Clippers baseball game that Teri had snagged free tickets for at work. Our seats were in the fifth row off the field, but that also means they were in the sun. Since all three of us were sweating before the game even started, we moved back to seats that were in the shade since plenty were available. It was a really fun afternoon. After getting back to Teri's place and letting Sparky out to do his bidness, we met up with her parents for a nice dinner. Then we took a nice walk afterward to work off some of what we just ate and to let things settle a bit. After some brief hanging out time, it was time for me to head home so Teri could get the weekend wrapped up and get to bed to start the week off right. Why are the weekends so short? There's just never enough time. Is it Friday yet?

P.S. Happy Bastille Day everyone.