Mini & PC: A Love Story

I promised you the true tale of the 8 year love affair of Mini and PC... and all the mystery and intrigue involved.

Our first date happened 8 years ago today, which was a Friday. PC was on vacation from work and I had a day off, I was interviewing for a position at another department at the college I was working for.  I raced home to change to meet PC for lunch (less commitment than dinner, I suppose) at the Joshua Tree bar/pub in Davis Square, Somerville. I was nervous. I drank 3 diet cokes before he arrived... 20 minutes late. (mystery) He was late for a good reason: it was blazing hot out and while he lived less than a mile away, he wanted to take the bus, so he wouldn't arrive sweaty.

A leisurely lunch, complete with a good beer for each of us, resulted in neither of us wanting to end the date. What to do next? Well, PC stole my heart when he suggested we grab a loaf of bread and go feed some ducks.  Bread in hand, we went in search of ducks. We found them, but they wanted to bite me, not the bread. We fled the area near Longwood quickly... now where? We headed to Jamaica Pond and pulled over nearby and went for a brief walk with our bread, just in case.

Enter the drama and danger: a goose. A goose that was determined to kill me. A goose that, quite literally, hunkered down, pulled it's head in and cocked it to the side, menacingly,  and ran straight for me! PC, laughing hysterically, was pulling me along, while I was trying not trip and fall. 8 years ago today, he became my hero.

After that, because no 100 degree, 100% humidity day in Boston is not complete without a trip to the zoo (what.were.we.thinking.), we headed to Franklin Park. At the zoo, after the African wild dogs and on our way to the Andean condors, we held hands.  I thought, at the pygmy hippo, PC was going to kiss me, but he didn't.  Now, anyone who knows me could have told you that at 24, I was so done with the "dinner and a movie" thing. I had been dating a lot at this point, a lot of 1st and 2nd dates with nice, but not quite "it" guys... who were so unoriginal. Taking me to the zoo? Stole my little heart.

After the zoo, we headed back to Somerville... to PC's place. I was sweaty and disgusting. So was he. He ordered some dinner (calzones if I am correct, from Angelina's) and let me borrow a t-shirt and shorts and use his shower. The perfect gentleman, he put my clothes in the wash and stayed downstairs while I changed.

I finally got my kiss that night.

Our 2nd date was the following night.

So, the tale of PC and Mini started 8 years ago with a 24 year old girl and a 25 year old guy, who grew up less than 2 miles from each other. He went to high school with my brother, J. I knew his roommate's girlfriend from high school. All of these small world occurrences and we met and fell in love, one hot day in August 2002, over burgers, a beer and trip to the zoo.

Happy Anniversary, PC... the last 8 have been the best years... and I can't wait for 8 more.