Milan's Dad, Paul, a fearless creative type who could turn a pair of shoes into a cell phone charger (if he needed to) is largely to blame for a certain... idiosyncrasy Nick has developed regarding brick collecting:
As you can see my armoire, still in the DIY deadzone, has become Nick's new brick hostel.
So, this evening, after a lovely dinner made by Nick and I... and Trader Joe, Nick says: "Hey wanna put on backpacks and go get some bricks!?" ...you see, earlier in the day he had recalled to me a conversation he had with a construction guy outside of a brownstone in the West 70s:
Nick: "What's with these bricks?" Construction guy: "You take?" Nick: "Okay." Which to Nick meant that now the bricks were his.
So we biked with backpacks, our bellies full, the air cool and damp, and we... got bricks. How long is this going to go on for?! I love collecting and I LOVE free, but dang, if this guy (Nick) doesn't make something with these bricks and get them out of my house I'll... I don't know, I'll really get him.
Pssst- wanna know something I never noticed about my future husband?!
He can't do a proper thumbs up!!! Please compare first and last pictures... I asked him as this was dawning on me to give me a thumbs up and... it's like the thumb goes up and then OVER!!! I pointed out what seemed to me to be quite an embarrassing misunderstanding of human gesture. He said he just wants to show people that he's really giving it all he's got, explaining the overextension. "But then its not a thumbs up it's a side thumbs!!!" You can love someone for seven years and still learn something new every day.