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Hooray! It’s night in November when we got
engaged, and we stayed in where it
the Weekend! was warm. But I digress…
Since we were in downtown
by Valerie Nusbaum Frederick, I mentioned to Randy
that I’d love to get us a soft, hot
Whenever I get an email from anything, so we had forty-eight pretzel from Pretzel and Pizza
Randy on Friday afternoon that hours of free time. Creations, but I didn’t think it was
reads, “Pizza?” I know the weekend Randy cooked breakfast. He a good idea. We’ve been eating too
is here. Once or twice a month, made me a hearty bowl of cinnamon many carbs lately. Randy agreed
Randy cooks dinner on Friday squares cereal, complete with skim with me and promptly drove us
night, which almost always means milk and hot tea, and he had some downtown and parked around the
he brings home a pizza from the raisin bran because fiber is his friend. corner from the pretzel place.
grocery store. I’m fine with that. The We discussed current events and “What? You brought it up and
pizza is good, and I don’t have to family matters while we paid the you know how I am,” he said. “I
cook it. bills and read the newspaper. Randy didn’t think about a pretzel until
That’s exactly what we did this always reads our horoscopes so that you mentioned it, and now I want
weekend. I had worked all day at a we’ll know whether to talk to people one.”
craft show on Friday and he’d put or hide from them. He calls them “Can we at least share one?” I
in a hard week at his job, so neither “horrible-scopes,” and most times asked. He rolled his eyes and got out
of us felt like going out or doing he’s correct in saying that. of the car grumbling that he’d be
anything serious in the kitchen. We After breakfast, there was back. We split the pretzel, and it was
curled up on the couch in front of laundry to do and there were delicious.
the television, ate our pizza, and errands to run. Randy needed a “We’ll have salad for dinner,”
caught up on some shows that we’d haircut, and I needed to hit the said my pragmatic husband. He’d
missed during the week. We were treadmill. Sounds fun so far, doesn’t been complaining of an upset
both napping by 7:30 p.m. Yep, it? Just wait. It gets better. stomach, and I asked him whether
we’re party animals. I needed to take some salad was a good idea.
Our usual Saturday morning photographs for a painting that I’m Randy looked at me as though
routine is also very lively. We wake planning to do for an art exhibit, so he thought I was clueless and said,
up early and try to figure out what I suggested that we drive down to “Here’s the thing…If I’m going to
happens next. This particular Baker Park in Frederick. Randy was throw up, I’d rather it be a salad
weekend wasn’t earmarked for agreeable to that and we headed out. than a steak. I won’t feel sorry about
The weather didn’t look promising, losing the salad.”
but we went anyway. I got some We did, indeed, have salad for
good photos without getting rained dinner. Randy did not throw up.
on. Randy took some pictures, too, We finished our chores around the
so I should have plenty of reference house, took care of all the pressing
for my painting. business, and called it a night.
Baker Park holds a special place Sunday was much the same. I lied
in my heart. I’m not the sentimental when I told you this story would get
one in our marriage. I don’t save better. Things have been pretty dull
ticket stubs or press flowers. Randy around here, and I stink at writing
does all that stuff, and he doesn’t fiction. If you want suspense and
mind that I tease him about it. intrigue, you should read James
I have a fondness for the park, Patterson.
though, because that’s where Randy I do hope every single one of you
and I went on our first date. It’s had a blessed and beautiful Easter,
also the place where we first shared and have a blessed Passover season.
a kiss, and a while later, it’s where If you’re a wee bit Irish, I hope your
we said the “L” word. No, I don’t St. Patrick’s Day was a celebration
mean leftovers, although I do say of epic proportion. I sincerely hope
that quite often—so much so that you’re the April “fooler” and not
Randy sometimes questions where the April “foolee”!
all the leftovers come from since he Randy and I will be hiding eggs
doesn’t remember eating it the first for our “kids.” They’re all more
time around. I thought for sure that than eighty years old and can’t bend
Randy would take me to Baker Park over, so we have to put the eggs at
to propose, but it was a rainy, cold eye level.
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Have someone take a photo of you holding The Catoctin Banner, and
your photo could be included in our next issue. Email your photo, along
with the details of where you traveled, name(s) of person(s) pictured, and
any details you would like to add, to: [email protected].
Hooray! It’s night in November when we got
engaged, and we stayed in where it
the Weekend! was warm. But I digress…
Since we were in downtown
by Valerie Nusbaum Frederick, I mentioned to Randy
that I’d love to get us a soft, hot
Whenever I get an email from anything, so we had forty-eight pretzel from Pretzel and Pizza
Randy on Friday afternoon that hours of free time. Creations, but I didn’t think it was
reads, “Pizza?” I know the weekend Randy cooked breakfast. He a good idea. We’ve been eating too
is here. Once or twice a month, made me a hearty bowl of cinnamon many carbs lately. Randy agreed
Randy cooks dinner on Friday squares cereal, complete with skim with me and promptly drove us
night, which almost always means milk and hot tea, and he had some downtown and parked around the
he brings home a pizza from the raisin bran because fiber is his friend. corner from the pretzel place.
grocery store. I’m fine with that. The We discussed current events and “What? You brought it up and
pizza is good, and I don’t have to family matters while we paid the you know how I am,” he said. “I
cook it. bills and read the newspaper. Randy didn’t think about a pretzel until
That’s exactly what we did this always reads our horoscopes so that you mentioned it, and now I want
weekend. I had worked all day at a we’ll know whether to talk to people one.”
craft show on Friday and he’d put or hide from them. He calls them “Can we at least share one?” I
in a hard week at his job, so neither “horrible-scopes,” and most times asked. He rolled his eyes and got out
of us felt like going out or doing he’s correct in saying that. of the car grumbling that he’d be
anything serious in the kitchen. We After breakfast, there was back. We split the pretzel, and it was
curled up on the couch in front of laundry to do and there were delicious.
the television, ate our pizza, and errands to run. Randy needed a “We’ll have salad for dinner,”
caught up on some shows that we’d haircut, and I needed to hit the said my pragmatic husband. He’d
missed during the week. We were treadmill. Sounds fun so far, doesn’t been complaining of an upset
both napping by 7:30 p.m. Yep, it? Just wait. It gets better. stomach, and I asked him whether
we’re party animals. I needed to take some salad was a good idea.
Our usual Saturday morning photographs for a painting that I’m Randy looked at me as though
routine is also very lively. We wake planning to do for an art exhibit, so he thought I was clueless and said,
up early and try to figure out what I suggested that we drive down to “Here’s the thing…If I’m going to
happens next. This particular Baker Park in Frederick. Randy was throw up, I’d rather it be a salad
weekend wasn’t earmarked for agreeable to that and we headed out. than a steak. I won’t feel sorry about
The weather didn’t look promising, losing the salad.”
but we went anyway. I got some We did, indeed, have salad for
good photos without getting rained dinner. Randy did not throw up.
on. Randy took some pictures, too, We finished our chores around the
so I should have plenty of reference house, took care of all the pressing
for my painting. business, and called it a night.
Baker Park holds a special place Sunday was much the same. I lied
in my heart. I’m not the sentimental when I told you this story would get
one in our marriage. I don’t save better. Things have been pretty dull
ticket stubs or press flowers. Randy around here, and I stink at writing
does all that stuff, and he doesn’t fiction. If you want suspense and
mind that I tease him about it. intrigue, you should read James
I have a fondness for the park, Patterson.
though, because that’s where Randy I do hope every single one of you
and I went on our first date. It’s had a blessed and beautiful Easter,
also the place where we first shared and have a blessed Passover season.
a kiss, and a while later, it’s where If you’re a wee bit Irish, I hope your
we said the “L” word. No, I don’t St. Patrick’s Day was a celebration
mean leftovers, although I do say of epic proportion. I sincerely hope
that quite often—so much so that you’re the April “fooler” and not
Randy sometimes questions where the April “foolee”!
all the leftovers come from since he Randy and I will be hiding eggs
doesn’t remember eating it the first for our “kids.” They’re all more
time around. I thought for sure that than eighty years old and can’t bend
Randy would take me to Baker Park over, so we have to put the eggs at
to propose, but it was a rainy, cold eye level.
Take Us Along!
Take The Catoctin Banner newspaper along with you on your travels!
Have someone take a photo of you holding The Catoctin Banner, and
your photo could be included in our next issue. Email your photo, along
with the details of where you traveled, name(s) of person(s) pictured, and
any details you would like to add, to: [email protected].
