One year ago today, we were visiting my parents. It was 60 degrees out and we were so happy that it was finally spring. We went for a run by my old high school which felt harder than it should have been and I was in so much pain. After resting, we went for a nice Italian dinner at Vola (which I'm not sure is still around). It was the last good day before the medical crisis happened.
Two years ago today, I had just pulled an all-nighter at work for a giant urgent deal. It was a Friday night and we had a break and I went with A to Uncle Nick's Ouzaria for a nice Greek meal. We had our usual dips, meatballs, the stuffed chicken below, and saganaki, which made me happier than I thought it would. I didn't even realize I was craving it but I guess I was. Why was Friday night a break? Because starting Saturday morning, it was all deal, all the time. I think I slept 8 hours total over the next 3 days (if that much), which made me sad.
Three years ago today, I worked late (until 11:30) and A gave me the play-by-play on that night's episode of American Idol while I worked. (I guess we still watched it then.) Goodburger (the branch which is now gone) forgot my brownie and were closed by the time I realized it, which made me sad.
Four years ago today, we were thinking about politics. 2008 was a big political year for us. They blocked Scrabulous at work that day, which made me sad. It broke my addiction to the game and I never really got back into it or its alternatives. I just found a different distraction.
Five years ago today, it was snowing and I was dealing with dental woes. I was in pain all day, which made me sad. We met my parents for dinner at Hsin Wong in Chinatown and all I wanted were soft foods.
Six years ago today, we were driving back from Pittsburgh to NYC. We had taken a weekend trip to see A's parents as they cleaned out their house in Pittsburgh in preparation for their move. It was a nice weekend full of family and old memories. I don't know how we did all that driving in such a short period of time without passing out from exhaustion along the way. I wish we could feel young(er) again...
Seven years ago today, we were still in Chicago. I was studying for my penultimate quarter of exams, really bored, and watching a Project Runway marathon. We went for dinner at Osteria via Stato, an Italian place with a prix fixe menu that gave you free "refills" on dishes (other than the main courses). From what I remember, we enjoyed our dinner.
Some of my March 5ths weren't so great, but there were also plenty of good memories. This year wasn't too bad, just kind of boring and klutzy. Always interesting to compare.
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