Monday, December 15, 2008

Tying Knots

BB helped me tie the knot on Saturday morning.  Then I was able to tie my own knot.  Then we tied knots together.  The irony was not lost on me (I giggled and immediately decided it would make a good blog post.  I hope it doesn't disappoint).

I've become rather pathetic when it comes to BB recently (I'm sure that's such a shock to you!) - his schedule has been lighter than normal and he has been up for anything I've proposed.  Its not going to last much longer though.  This week, I promised to help him put plastic film on his windows to keep the drafts out.  He asked for me help weeks ago, "since I am the global warming/eco-crunchy expert."

(P.S. I am also the global warming/eco-crunchy expert who will have sex with him, giving me an unfair advantage over all the other eco-crunchy types who are clamoring to help him winter-proof his apartment).

Of course he could have done it himself, but it gave us an excuse to get together, which we did mid-week, but by the time he had bought me dinner and we had a couple beers, it was time to go to bed - not time to initiate home repair.  So, our mid-week procrastination gave me yet another opportunity to rearrange my life to spend time with him. 

And it only made sense that I would spend the night on Friday too. I mean, if I was going to help him "do his windows," it would make sense to get an early start, and the best way to do that is to wake up there.  The boy wakes up early.  Pre-dawn early.  An early start is gauranteed.   And, the boy likes to eat, so breakfast is a sure thing too (just like me!).  

For some reason, at 7am, we were lying in bed talking about friendship bracelets.  Apparently, his time at summer camp made him an expert in bracelet skills (which apparently translates well into stitching people up.  Who knew?!)  I never went to camp, and my mom wouldn't know a scrapbook if it hit her in the face, so my crafting skills are non-existent.  Sometime in middle school, someone tried to teach me to make friendship bracelets, but I never caught on.  (I'm not really the most coordinated, or focused, person you'll ever meet.)

It didn't take long before we decided that we were getting up, getting breakfast (I-Hop!), going to the fabric store, and making bracelets.  He was motivated by wanting to make one for his friend whose birthday party was that night (what 30 year old wouldn't cherish getting a friendship bracelet for their birthday?).  I was motivated by wanting to try it again, and by wanting to procrastinate homework for as long as possible.  Oh, and by the pathetic need to spend time with him.

But whatever.  It was a fantastic morning.  I ate pancakes.  Bought embroidery floss (33 cents!). Sat on the couch.  Watched a movie.  Tied knots.  Listened to music.  Tied knots.  Listened to more music.  Took a nap (you are allowed to nap at noon when you woke up before daybreak). Got tired of tying knots.  Hairdryed plastic to window frames.  It was so relaxing.  So easy.  Its what Saturday mornings should be like.  I need to remember that in the future.


Surprisingly, my first effort wasn't bad.  I don't know about my choice of colors, and my knots weren't real tight, but it definitely looks like a bracelet.  

Now you all know what Santa is bringing you for Christmas. 


Ms Behaviour said...

I would give anything for days like that with someone comfortable and familiar.

Elena said...

Well? Did you guys exchange bracelets?

P.S. I'm serious about the macaroni necklace.... :)