Some glimpses into my life with my new water bottle...

On Friday, April 3, 2009, my new water bottle and I had lunch at Katsu-Hama:


Lunch was delicious and romantic, but later that night we got into our first argument. My new water bottle wanted to stay home and watch Girl Interrupted, but I wanted to go out for drinks. Anyway, after a huge shouting match, I ended up leaving to go meet my friends at Montero's and my new water bottle just stayed home, sulking. To show my new water bottle that I am my own person and don't have to hang out with her every single second, even though she is the hottest thing I have ever laid eyes on, I stayed out all night and most of the following day. We finally made up around 1:00 am on Sunday morning...

Truthfully, things have not been going that well with my new water bottle. She is gorgeous and has a slamming body, but otherwise is sort of an empty vessel, which is weird in that she is a water bottle... Anyway, we don't really have anything in common and I desperately want to find a way out, but then I see her again and can't believe someone so impossibly hot would want to be with me. Not surprisingly, I have not figured out a way to extract myself from the relationship, so she ended up coming to the Seder I co-hosted with my friend, Rebecca, on Saturday, April 11:


Do you notice how my new water bottle is totally looking over my shoulder as I mix the potato kugel batter? So clingy!


Oh - still watching my every move like a hawk? Stop suffocating me!


Well, at least we both love perfectly roasted chicken, so there is no real reason to break up just yet...

I almost left my new water bottle at Karaoke DUET 48 last night!

That would have been a nightmare. That's right - a living NIGHTMARE.

We sang 'Separate Lives' from the movie White Nights together. Her voice is even more beautiful than Marilyn Martin's. Please god - don't let me blow it with this one...

Finally - a water bottle that makes me feel like a real lady.

Over the past year or so, I have noticed that nearly all of the ladies in this town carry fun and beautiful water bottles that look like this:



Around the holidays, I was able to trade a travel sized version of Guitar Hero I had acquired for this functional and sleek water bottle:



Now, please don't misunderstand what I am about to say. I love this water bottle and have received many compliments on it. In fact, two days ago I noticed that my friend Patrick had the same exact one and then we discussed how great it was for a bit. Our friend Heather, who had just given birth to a ten pound baby boy earlier that day even joined in the praise-filled conversation. But sadly, despite a healthy and rewarding relationship with my Klean Kanteen, I still longed for a more feminine, whimsical looking eco-friendly water bottle.

And then last night, without any warning, Cupid stepped in. I looked up at the highest shelf in my friend's kitchen and for the first time, laid eyes on what was destined to be the love of my life:



Please bear in mind that this picture in no way, shape or form does justice to my new water bottle. My new water bottle is exquisite with fine detailing. In the upcoming days, months and years I will be chronicling our burgeoning romance and life together, so please be sure to check back in the not too distant future.