for our valentine's day date we went shopping at the gateway, an outdoor mall. being blasted on the outdoor speakers was the most hideous ron burgundy jazz flute style music, and i just had to interpretive dance. (i involuntarily dance and sing in public, it's a syndrome i think. grant dies). he tried to reign me in, but he was in a silly mood, too. we were laughing at everything.
an hour or so later we ended up at a mcdonald's to get me a drink. the drive thru was backed up so in we went. grant was appalled to be there (he hasn't eaten fast food in three years) and equally appalled that i had a mcdonald's "credit card" a friend had given me for my birthday with a small, unknown balance left on it. i was crossing my fingers for a positive transaction. but i am shy of nothing in public. not pajamas, not dancing, and certainly not paying for things with pennies, or using up every last bit of balance on a mcdonald's card. when my $1.08 total rang up without a problem, in genuine excitement i did the best kristen wiig target "approved!" in the history of impressions. grant died of embarrassment and turned away laughing. and then we got, you know, a little flirty. really good impressions have that power, i'm telling you.
the old couple behind us started chuckling and said, "so when's the wedding?" i looked at them confused, and they said, "you two can't be married yet. or are you newlyweds?" then i think i did a high kick, (i am soooo good at high kicks), jazz hand flashed my ring stack, and said, "almost ten years, my friends!" but in answer to their surprised faces, i followed with, "i know what you mean, though, we're just in good moods today."
which was true. but i loved hearing that at least once in awhile all the planets align and we can pass for a giggly and naive betrothed pair who haven't started getting on each others nerves yet. high kick!