Dear Caroline,
Sorry about the lapse since the last letter. I suppose it was around Christmas when I last wrote. Christmas went well. I got several gift cards to Best Buy, which I combined to buy a new television for the bedroom--a real HD one, in time for the switch (which didn't actually happen until the other day). Joan said was "too realistic", and made it feel like there were "other people" in the bedroom with us. So around the middle of January I moved it to the den. I can see what she meant about it seeming real. Sometimes I feel like the newsman is standing right there talking to me. But I don't mind, really.
For Valentine's, Joan and I stayed home and cooked a nice meal. The economy had us worried, and who needs a fancy dinner anyway? Who are we supposed to be impressing, right? I can't remember what we cooked, but it was good enough.
For President's day, we went to a barbecue at one of my co-workers' house. We found out when we got there that it was a vegetarian thing. And we'd brought turkey burgers! Oh, that could have been bad. Luckily, the grocery store was right down the street. We threw the burgers away somewhere and showed up with beer.
Easter snuck up on us this year. We didn't know about it until Joan read about it online. I think we went out to the movies or something.
Hey, did you see Star Trek? I thought it was pretty good.
Joan was really mad about the Prop 8 thing. Started crying and everything. She wanted to go to the big protest downtown, but I convinced her to stay home. She hates big crowds--I know she wouldn't have had a good time.
We're doing good, though. Thinking about re-doing the kitchen.
Maybe Formica?
Take care!
