To be fair, my husband is actually a pretty skinny dork...ANYWAYS, we were out having a nice dinner at one of our favorite local DC restaurants, Arucola, when my husband (The Dork) leans over and whispers, "don't look now... but Gordon Peterson is sitting behind you!"
If you have ever read his blog, you know that he is a huge fan of local "celebrities", or as he likes to say, "Institutions". Gordon Peterson qualifies as one of these "institutions". He wouldn't go up and say hi to him, but he did finally muster the courage to take his picture over my shoulder. So most of the picture looks like me giving him a very skeptical look while Gordon P. is in mid-story telling to his table. After we left I almost sent him into a fit saying things like, "are you sure that was Gordon Peterson?" (he did a side-by-side photo from Channel 7's web site when we got home) and "why do you care so much about the weather man?" (Gordon is 5/6 o'clock anchor).
Ah, the joys of being married to a local news-cast enthusiast...
if you are not a DC local, go here to see who I am talking about:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gordon_Peterson
1 comment:
The worst thing is that you had no idea he was a dork when you married him. None. No clues.
This must have come as quite a shock. It's like going to sleep with Shaq and waking up with Urkel!
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