I could just fancy some cheese, Gromit. What do you say?

Look no further for evidence of my excellent taste in spouses (at least recent ones) than my plans for this evening.  For my birthday Oodgie signed me up for a craft beer and artisanal cheese class, which I'll be attending tonight.

Let me say that again, so I can savor the sound of it:  craft beer AND artisanal cheese.

For me, that's the rough equivalent of fabulous wealth and a "happy ending."

Oodgie's keen powers of perception picked up on my love of delicious specialty beers.  Perhaps it was the way I close my eyes and wipe a tear from my cheek after each mouth-watering, soul-quenching sip, or the way I'd pet the glass or bottle and whisper softly, "I love you."

She's also noticed that when the 6-year aged Gouda, the Humboldt Fog, or--dream of dreams--the Gorgonzola appears on party platters, the shadowy figure in the corner double-fisting crackers stacked with inch-thick hunks of each bears a striking resemblance to me.

The genius of combining the two cannot be over-stated.  I'm happier than Flavor Flav in a costume shop. 

Now I've got less than two months to top that for Oodgie's birthday.  Internet, I need your help.

My lack of romantic sensibilities has legendary status in our home.  My idea of a romantic evening is a bottle of wine and laser tag.  I'm not a complete ignoramus (yes, yes, sparkly jewelry, spa treatments...I know about all those) but I could use a little creative spark to help come up with something good. 

So, do you have any ideas?  Let me know! 

Comments

[Wendy]

Spa, spa or spa. Heaven.

[Kara]

Wow, how do you think she'd feel about marrying me? That's a cool gift.

I wouldn't mind a spa visit, personally. What I'd like the most, and I know this sounds sad, is a perfectly clean empty house for a few hours, followed by a night out with my honey. I'd also like a gift certificate for botox (DANGER- don't give that to a woman unless she's specifically asked for it and then hand it over with a "I don't know why you need this in the first olace, you look perfect to me).

happy shopping!

[How About Two?]

I just notice you're "Screw the Davinci Code" book section. Great title!

I've read'em all except - Plutarch: Lives of Noble Grecians and Romans, Bilndness, and The Sandman Vol. 3: Dream Country

[Mrs. Chicky]

Hmm, cheese and beer. That's going to be tough to top. I think I'll have to agree with Wendy - a full spa day with the works.

[mo-wo]

may I suggest Paris. last place we stayed was only two blocks off a REALLY good cheese shop.

ps.. if you read Stephenson -- Have you read 'In the beginning there was the command line' ? I always loved that it was self classified as society/business. I think Cheeky's hideaway should be classified society/business

[misfit hausfrau]

What a timely piece--I am working on a similar post from my point of view! I second Paris--the flights are really reasonable and I can refer you to a couple of cool hotels. The only reason I know the flight info is that I have been working on a surprise trip for our anniversery in a couple of weeks. I couldn't get a good return flight from Paris, so it is on to Plan B--two nights at Kate's Lazy Meadow Motel in the Catskills (Kate Pierson from the B-52s owns it) and then two nights in Boston at the Charles. What's even better is that I cashed in some frequent flier miles and am flying my MIL in.

[Lisa]

Hm. Cheese and beer. Sounds like a fart fest to me. A fun one, no doubt, and tasty! But flatulent, indeed.

[TheOtherC.Weber]

Oooh....if I come to visit you next Fall can we go to one of those? Delecious....
As for C-Dawg's b-day, I say take her to her favorite store and release the hounds.

[p-man]

What about porn?