Life is either a daring adventure or nothing. ~Helen Keller
When I first started writing this blog I figured I'd have a bunch of dating disasters to write about and a lot of free time on my hands. Turns out I've really hit it off with Nice Guy and we're always busy. Which I love but it means I don't get my laundry done and haven't been grocery shopping in quite some time... On the plus side, he likes cooking for me. He made me egg plant parmesan and rosemary chicken breasts the night I got back from a week long business trip. He had also cleaned my house for me and left me flowers in my kitchen and my living room. I'm very spoiled...
We were hanging out before we had to go to a Thanksgiving dinner with friends so we went to check if the bakery in the little town that he lives by was open, we were suppose to bring rolls to another dinner the next night. So he showed me the main street of his little town and we did a little window shopping. We were looking at a display window for a place he thought used to be an art gallery, but the sign said it was closed. Just as we were walking away a little man came around the corner and opened the door and asked us if we wanted to come in and check it out. So we followed him inside and it turns out his name is Gerry and he restores stained glass windows. Everything from churches to medieval castles. With church windows the glass is made so that when the light hits it, the light bounces around and it appears as if the window is glowing. With medieval windows, the glass is made so the light passes straight through and becomes whatever colour and appears on the floor. He showed us all the things he was working on and how he came to be in this small town. He retired from Toronto but I guess he's too skilled to actually retire because people keep sending him work.
This is what I love about Nice Guy. We don't have to be doing anything and it's always fun. There are lots of activities to blog about but I just haven't found the time. We went back and made cranberry sauce from scratch, which was thrilling for me. I spend every thanksgiving growing up slicing off a piece of red jello that still had the shape of the can it came in. Side note: my mom is a great cook but she doesn't have the patience to make EVERYTHING for Thanksgiving, her gravy is to die for though. We also made parmesan butternut squash. I wasn't sure I would like it but it's actually very tasty. He also told me I was beautiful when I wasn't wearing any makeup. He's got a lot of brownie points racking up.
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