Back last summer, TYG and I independently came to the same realization: while we were spending more time together since the pandemic got her to work from home (she loves it) we were sliding from spouses/lovers into “roommates who hang out occasionally.” As we were both fully vaxxed and stuff had opened up we agreed one step to fix that was regular weekend dates. It’s done the trick (though that’s not what I’m posting about).
We’ve interpreted “date” as flexibly as possible. Eating out. Playing board games. Watching a movie out or at home. Walking without the dogs. And going places, of course: the planetarium here in Durham, the NC Botanical Garden —
old graveyards —— and thrift stores, because we find so many interesting things there (whether or not we buy them). For example, old vinyl albums along with their cover art. I love LP (long-playing record) cover art. Partly because it’s a relic of another time, partly because it intrigues me to wonder why the designers thought particular images would sell; when do you use the singer’s face, when do you go exotic? Here are some examples from a recent trip.
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As someone married for 24 years, I realized that we needed to go on dates: movies, dinner out (or dinner in, during the pandemic), and yes, Boggle, which she’s better at than I.
We don’t have Boggle but perhaps we’ll pick it up. We’re both good with words.
We do play Chronology, Rummikube, Flux and It Was a Dark And Stormy Night (identify works by their first line).
“when do you use the singer’s face, when do you go exotic?”
I’m gonna guess it has to do with who the target audience is – but I love that you started with a Roger Dean cover.
the Peter Nero cover (who?) looks like a bit of both.
Also, “How to make a do-it-yourself dragon”; I don’t remember that being part of the series, but I’m no expert.
I missed the do-it-yourself bit. If I’d seen it I’d have checked the back for instructions.
I’m guessing it was a cardboard cut-out model. Might not even be on the record anymore.
Sounds possible. Puts me in mind of those dioramas they had on the back of cereal boxes when I was a tween.