My twinly other* came to visit for our birthday! Yesterday, we did our birthday tradition of going to a bookstore and buying each other a book. We had a fun time looking. I got a book called Happily Ever After, edited by John Klima. It's an anthology of fairy tales retold by various sci-fi/fantasy writers.
The tradition also includes having a meal in conjunction with the book-buying. We went to Texas Roadhouse, which was right next to the bookstore. My supervisorly other and her husband (my supervisorly other's significant other, yes) joined us for coffee at the end. Well, we were still eating our food and they had coffee. It was fun to introduce my twinly other and my supervisorly other.
Today, twinly and I went skiing/snowboarding at a place two hours north of here. I had won the tickets in a silent auction back in August, so it seemed like a fun thing to do together. Twinly snowboarded (that is to say, rolled down the hill with a snowboard on her feet: but looking totally cool the whole time), and I skied (that is to say, freaked out about gravity, got over my fear, fell once, and discovered I can only currently turn confidently to the right on skis. Left... not so much).
Then we came back, grabbed some lunch/dinner and she headed back to her home.
Also, at the ski lodge, a really nice British couple was talking to us and couldn't get over that we are 25. We said, "Well, only recently 25," but they said we looked 17. Probably at least somewhat because I was wearing pigtails in order to fit my helmet on. (And somewhat because we just plain look young.)
Now I'm trying to hydrate and stay awake until at least 8:30. I slept pretty much the whole time it took twinly to get home (three hours), and I'm very very very very asleep-like right now.
Also: It's just over one week until Lent. Just... so you know.
*I've decided that, since I have no "significant other" and all the "other" people in my life ARE significant to me, that I am (for at least the duration of this posting) going to refer to them all by their other-then-me-ness.
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