7/4

For Americans, July 4th, or Independence Day is a day where they celebrate independence from Britain. The celebration usually takes the form of gathering with friends and family, eating delicious foods, and blowing things up. Mostly fireworks, but pretty much anything goes today. A nice part of this holiday is the day off work that comes with it...

For Ben and I July 4th will always have a special memory associated with it. July 4th, 2003 (yep, 7 whole years ago) was the day we first met. And to commemorate that, here's a stroll down memory lane... Most of you have probably heard this story before, but I'm telling it anyway!

I was hired for the summer as a research assistant in a lab in the psychology department at the University of Michigan. I needed somewhere to stay while I was there, and began researching apartment sublets. There were a few that I found that seemed reasonable, and I settled on one in particular. Due to a variety of things (none very interesting) the one I planned on fell through and I finally got hold of my number 2 choice and agreed to stay there. The person I was subletting from gave me the information of the person who'd be staying in the other room, and after a couple of phone conversations and a few emails I was confident that this person was not only not a psychopath, but seemed like a really nice guy. I'm talking about you, Jim!

I arrived on July 2nd, though my luggage did not. I'm not sure if it turned up on the 3rd or 4th, but I was very relieved when it did because my new roommate and I were going to have going to hang out and go to a fireworks display with his cousin and some people for the 4th of July, and I don't think they'd have appreciated my new "Scotland never gets this hot and I only have one spare shirt and it's already pretty nasty" scent.

We were picked up on the evening of the 4th and piled into the car. In the front was Jim's cousin Ben, and his friend Peter, and in the back was a girl, who was the girlfriend of one of them, but I wasn't sure which one exactly. I remember thinking "I hope she's not the cute one's girlfriend, because that would be just my luck" but at no point on the drive over did it become clear, and I felt too awkward and shy to ask.

Once we arrived at the location of the fireworks I figured out that the girl was with the "other one" which was good news, and not only that but the cute one spent the duration of the evening standing with his back to the fireworks chatting with me. He seemed very nice and friendly and funny, and let's not forget about the cuteness, and I had a very pleasant evening.

Of course, all good things come to an end. But not before we all stopped for a snack on the way home and I discovered that the big scoop of ice cream on my french toast that I took a bite of was, in fact, butter (first of many exciting discoveries about American food customs). A few days later I told Jim I thought his cousin was cute, and shortly after that we had a group outing where he decided I was cute too, and then asked me out for real on a real date where he paid for my beers and made me laugh and smooched me on the doorstep (sorry, Dad), and the rest is history.

And now, if you made it through all that, are some pictures for your enjoyment!

There are very few pictures of us together from that summer, but here's a really bad one...

And here's one from a few months later when he visited me at Christmas. Wow, we were young!

And because that day led to big things, here is a picture of the girls from today, ready to party!

Happy 4th of July everyone!

Star Trek...

Disclaimer: Don't worry, I'm not going to spill any important details. In fact, very little time will be spent discussing the actual movie...

Ben has been pretty excited about the Star Trek movie. I don't think he'd qualify as a Trekkie, but he's definitely a big fan, and his brain is packed with Star Trek knowledge. So much so, that he has trouble aquiring new knowledge, such as Anniversary dates... ;-)

I was somewhat concerned... after all, he was also excited about the Transformers movie, and that was total rubbish, but this one looked like it might actually be halfway decent, so yesterday Cathy, Erik, and the two of us entrusted our collective children to grandparents, and hit up opening night. 

In the commercials, one of the tag lines was "It's not your Father's Star Trek", and with this, I think they hit the nail on the head. Somehow, they have managed to create a movie which I think has some appeal for the vast majority of people. This movie is your wife's Star Trek, even your boy-obsessed teenage daughter's Star Trek...

Because that's the key. They've taken fantastic special effects, exciting storylines, heart-warming personal relationships, characters that have appealed to millions and have stood the test of time, and then they added... HOT MEN! Oh yes. 

Most of you know Zachary Quinto as the endearing (and, some might say, extremely attractive) bad guy in Heroes, Sylar. The main appeal of this movie for me is that he played Spock. In case you're not convinced, here's a picture of him without his Spock costume...

Oh, do excuse me, I seem to have drooled on my keyboard.

And when you add Chris Pine, who plays Kirk, well there's a winner right there. 

How could this movie possibly not succeed? 

This morning Ben said to me... 

"Some Trekkies may complain that the Federation first encountered the Romulons after Kirk became the Captain."

If you're looking for that kind of discussion, he'd be the one to talk to.

But I wasn't really paying any attention... I was lost in fantasies of being the filling in a Kirk-Spock sandwich. 

So overall, I loved this movie. The only possible fault I can think of is that there were too many scenes where they were dressed like this...

And not any where they dressed like this...

Disappointing.