Anniversaries and getting puller over by the heat.

Can I call the police"the heat"? Is that good slang?

I met up with Carrie the other night in Ottawa to do some groceries. On the way home I wanted to hit a certain thrift shop - which I'd discovered had gone out of business. I took some rural roads home, and got in behind this Ford Escort full of old people. Driving just under the speed limit tends to drive me bonkers.. i saw an opening, passed them, then realized I was going 90 in a 60 zone. I started to slow down, and noticed another vehicle passing the old people, sure enough it was "the heat" It's difficult to try to slow down without hitting on the breaks, sure enough the police car flipped on it's lights, i pulled over. The nice policeman let me know to slow it down, they've been getting complaints from old people in the neighbourhood about speeding (probably old people in Tempos.) And then he sent me on my way without a ticket! YAY. He probably looked at my 92 Honda, saw me in a sweatshirt, and thought "this guy doesn't need a ticket" Sure enough I didn't.

Last night was Carrie and I's anniversary. We celebrated on the weekend by having a romantic night which involved having a nice steak for dinner, watching a romantic movie "Finding Neverland" and drinking wine. Well we did other stuff too but you probably don't want to hear about me beating her in scrabble repeatedly (What can i say... i'm good at scrabble.) I really wanted to watch "Shawn of the Dead" but Carrie put her foot down and said "Romantic dammit" Who am i to argue..

Again last night I met up with Carrie in town, got her a nice boquet of flowers, and we bought me a mitre saw! WOOOo. I've been saying things like "Hmm i bet i could use a mitre saw to cut that." or "Hmm i could build one of those with a mitre saw." Honestly, a mitre saw is a pretty useful tool (as I discovered by cutting all of the wood that is framing the walls of my basement.) It's also great fro cutting PVC and stuff. What am I doing.. ranting on.. I don't need to sell you a mitre saw. Either way.. It's all set to go, i just have to wrestle with it a bit to get the guard back on.. then i Toss Paul's mitre saw in the garage. Sweeeeet!

And to top things off Carrie got her back pay cheque, and we got a gift.. pretty good day all in all!