Ben! Ben! Ben!
This is the Ben Blog Post!
Normally we don't post a lot about other people in order to maintain some privacy since this is a public blog. We never post last names when we do talk about people. Another reason we don't post a lot about other people is because we don't want people to be paranoid about whether or not we are going to blog our experience of hanging out with them.
However, Ben did ask, "Are you going to blog this?" when we saw him. And it wasn't in a paranoid sort of way, but more of a "Will I be immortalized on your blog?" sort of way. So, since he is one of our loyal readers, and an interesting guy, I thought I would post about the great time we had hanging out with him. I feel that us hanging out with Ben is proof that as new parents, we can still have fun hanging out with non-parents. Our social lives are not over!
Who is this Ben?
He wears trendy glasses.
He likes our baby.
He becomes quite tan.
He knows more about wine than anyone else I know (and made us buy an expensive, but tasty bottle on Valentine's Day 2003).
He looks kind of cute wearing a baseball cap backwards.
He used to work at a horse farm (and enjoys the occasional cigar).
He designed and prepared flower arrangements for my wedding.
He has a cool girlfriend.
He is very contemplative.
Sometimes he doesn't want to be seen in public with Robin.
You don't believe these things, you say? That's ok, as you may have suspected, I have photographic evidence.
Notice the Skillful Opening Job on this Bottle.
He is not even distracted by the super giant purple candle.
He is not even distracted by the super giant purple candle.
Contemplating the BOB menu
(or wondering... "Does the fact that I don't have
a boat exclude me from ordering?")
(or wondering... "Does the fact that I don't have
a boat exclude me from ordering?")
Over the 4th of July holiday week, Dan, Will, and I met Ben and Holly at the Frederick Meijer Gardens. We enjoyed both the cultural enrichment that comes from viewing art and the invigorating wonder that comes from browsing an outdoor sculpture garden.
But we all got to pose next to the pretty pond and waterfall
Over the years, we have seen Ben in many random situations.
- For Robin's 21st birthday, we went to a German restaurant that had deep-fried, bacon-wrapped sausage and a Swing Dance club in the basement. (Ben-roommate Matt stepped on my foot when we tried swing-dancing.)
- One time we drove a Prius to a Prohibition-Era speakeasy.
- You saw proof of the cigar-smoking horse farm incident of 1999.
- And who could forget gourmet Thanksgiving dinner at Peter and Ben's apartment.
4 comments:
Woe is me. Sure. I know the kid since we were five and he can't even be seen with me. Fine. I see how he is.
:P
I've been immortalized in the DAng adventures. I'm not sure how to feel. When I said, "Are you going to blog this?", I more specifically meant, "Are you going to blog about your trip to Michigan?" Oh well. I like the blog. It's been very entertaining to me on this slow Monday.
Also, it is sad for me that so many people have met my nephew before me.
I have been to the BOB. I feel your menu pain. I have also been to Lowell, if that isn't scary.
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