The Ides of March

3/15/2014 The Lady 1 Comments

Please join me in a lively rendition of the "Hallelujah Chorus" for The Counselor has finally asked me on an official date. Yes, that's right. I wasn't making things up.

At Thursday's institute class (as with the week previous), there was much "accidental" hand-brushing and leaning in to whisper comments between The Counselor and I. Very childish sort of flirting. Afterwards, The Counselor and I stayed behind to play the piano together. Yes, we are those people. And then he just asked me out to dinner for tonight. Plain and simple.

My only qualm is that today is the Ides of March. For those of you who may need a brief refresher course, today is the anniversary of the day Julius Caesar was assassinated in 44 B.C. And Caesar so foolishly ignored the warning of the oracle to "beware the Ides of March," thus resulting in his most gruesome death. Stabbed 23 times. "Et tu Brute?"

Being a somewhat superstitious person, I was not overjoyed that today had to be the day for our date. Wouldn't the 14th of March do just as well? Caesar was flattered into going to the senate because he assumed that he was going to honored for his victories, doesn't this seem like the same sort of situation?

This morning, my sister reminded me that my oldest sister's group of friends from high school used to refer to hand-holding as "life" and kissing as "death." It was the 90s, so I don't really understand...like a dementor's kiss??? Either way, perhaps that will be my untimely end. Kissed 23 times? According to my sister, I would certainly be "good and dead."

But I'm not the sort to jump to conclusions or rush into things...at all.

The Lady

P.S. I have an update about The Artist as well, but

that will just have to wait for another day.