Tagged With: Kris & Gene
My Friday Night
Gene arrives home to find me wearing my blazer and zebra-striped fedora, leaning out the window and blowing bubbles. Gene: “So this is what you do all day? Dress up like Michael Jackson and blow soap out the window?” Kris: “…Yeah.”
Dick’s
Kris: “I’m lusting after a $500 pair of boots right now. It’s pretty sick.” Gene: “Yeah.” Kris: “I mean, even if you have limitless funds, is it ever okay to spend $500 on shoes?” Gene: “No. If you have $500 to just throw away, you do something interesting with it. You buy Dick’s hamburgers for … Continue reading
Up Date
Assuming I can’t convince him to elope, Gene and I are now planning to get married in early June. Mark your calendars and don’t mention weddings to me for the next six months.
Reactions
Me: “So…uh…Gene asked me to marry him.” Dad: “And what did you say?” Me: “Heh. Yes.” Mom: “This is great! When can I Facebook it?” Always a lady, the modern bride is demure, sweet and feminine.
Watching Star Trek with my robot
Deanna Troi awakens from a mysterious coma. “What’s the last thing you remember?” Picard asks her urgently. She considers for a moment. “My hair,” she says. “She’s YOU,” Gene says to me in awe. “Maybe she and Data should date,” I say.
Valentine: A Retrospective
We all agree: boys have a hard time figuring out what to get their girlfriends for Valentine’s Day. And girlfriends everywhere are baffled by this. Guys, it’s so easy. If it’s pretty, soft, fragrant, tasty, expensive, sexy or shiny, it’s good. If it’s something you would get your dad, it’s bad. Girls, it’s so easy. … Continue reading
The best Christmas present in the history of best things
The cough is on the mend and my mind can turn to different, less germy ideas. Though we had agreed not to get one another Christmas presents this year, Gene and I both cheated. Using one of Hope’s connections, he got me tickets to the Royal Shakespeare Company’s production of Hamlet, starring Patrick Stewart as … Continue reading
Greatest
Kris: [Walks into living room.] Whatcha doin’? Gene: Nothing. [Googles “kristen larson is the greatest.”] Kris: [Grins soppily at him. Glances back at screen.] Wha — !?
Fun in Port Costa
We had Gene’s 30th birthday party at the Warehouse Cafe in Port Costa on Saturday. I had a great time, and learned some things about myself, just like a sitcom character would have. For example: even when not drunk, I will cheerfully talk to just about anyone about my new bra. I also learned I … Continue reading
At 12:01 this morning
The conversation we ought to have had: Gene: Am I not sensitive, clever, well-mannered, considerate, passionate, charming, as kind as I’m handsome and heir to a throne? Kris: You are everything maidens could wish for! The conversation we actually had: Kris: Happy birthday! Gene: Thanks. Kris: Man, I haven’t dated a guy in his thirties … Continue reading