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August 3, 2012

Come Clean Friday – No Babies!

Have you missed Come Clean Friday?  I have.  I have a lot to confess.  This confession is about babies.  Here it goes.

I got up early Tuesday morning to get a head start on my workload.  When I say early, I mean 8:00 am.  Life is amazing when you make your own schedule.  Before you shake your head in disappointment, you should know that I often work until 2 am.

Back to the story.  I was up working early when the husband decided to drag his lazy ass out of bed. He walks into our home office/guest room/closet/art studio and asks me to dinner that evening.  I look at him a little bewildered and say, “Sure, I can cook us something delicious tonight.”  He gives me a shy smile and corrects me by saying, “No, baby, I want to take you on a date.”  You know that made me melt.

We have “dates” all the time.  Fancy dinners on a Tuesday and delicious cocktails on a Wednesday are not out of the norm for us.  What can I say, we like food and booze.  But, he rarely asks me on a date!  What will I wear?!

Soon after the romantic glow infected me, I got skeptical.  What does he want?  Does he want to tell me something?  Is he trying to soften the blow with a sweet invitation to dinner?  Oooohhhhhh shit…he wants a baby.  I knew we shouldn’t hang out with our bad ass baby neighbor, Cooper.  He is seriously the coolest baby in the world.  Damn it!  I immediately started mentally preparing a negotiation plan to buy more time.

He called me at 5:00 to remind me of our date.  This is also unusual.  I typically call him at 7:00 to remind him that it is dinner time and then we eat around 10:00.  So he calls me, and I really get curious.  I get in the shower and ponder it some more.  Shut your mouth, I often do not bother to shower until just before he gets home.  I sit in my filth all day, and his impending arrival is my hygiene deadline.

Turns out our date fell to pieces.  We are a much better at being spontaneous.  Everywhere he wanted to go was either booked or closed.  That’s okay.  We ended up spending the evening at three of our favorite Oak Cliff spots with some of our favorite bartenders and managers.  We even got into the newest local hot spot, Boulevardier.  Didn’t eat there, but their French wine caught my drool while I was reviewing the menu.

And guess what…no mention of babies!  I even forgot about it by the end of the night.  I came clean with him the following evening.  He looked at me like I had three heads and said, “Do you think I am ready to give up fancy dinners on Tuesday and delicious cocktails on Wednesday?”  Whew!  We are still on the same page and have a few more years of freedom.  Mom, stop counting down the days.

December 30, 2011

Come Clean Friday

I had too many Golden Monkeys followed by too many glasses of wine and became the friendliest person in the bar. You know that girl. I noticed a cute couple nearby and needed an icebreaker so that I could become their new best friend. So I complimented his hideous gold iPhone case. And I didn’t drop it. He was so impressed by my good taste, clearly I am a good actress, that he gave it to me. I couldn’t decline. You see, he is Asian. Isn’t it extremely offensive to decline gifts in the Asian culture? So I accepted and gave him by simple black case to protect his own phone. Looking back, I think I kept on about the case because his accent was so thick that I couldn’t understand a word he was saying. I also think I might have actually liked the case that night. You can imagine my shock when my alarm went off the following morning and the glare of the sunlight bouncing off the shiny gold almost blinded me. I made myself use it for a week as a shameful reminder of my excessive alcohol consumption. That, and I didn’t have time to get a new case.

August 26, 2011

The Dirty Truth

I have a couple dirty truths on Come Clean Friday.  That’s a new holiday I just created for myself.

I have almost convinced the fiance to start a food blog.  Think of the Sartorialist but for food.  And maybe whisk in a little commentary.  But there is a dilemma (i.e. dirty truth).  The blog will be like getting a new puppy.  The excitement will wane as soon as effort is required.  That means I will take over to clean up the piss.  No complaints here, but you can bet your muffins that I will take credit for all the deliciousness that gets prepared in our kitchen!  I was recently promoted to Sous Chef and plan to take over as Executive soon.  At least on nights I feel like cooking.

The second dirty truth took place while dining on one of my creations…I have a big mouth and not much of a filter.

Me:  Hot damn!  This is good!  Do you mind if I put this on my blog?
The Fiance:  *blink blink*
Me:  What?
The Fiance:  You post countless personal things about me but you ask for approval to post a recipe?
Me: Touche…

How could I argue with that?  You guys probably know more things about him than his own mother.

May 6, 2011

Friday Dance Party

It is FRIDAY!  And I only worked 3 days this week.   Since I couldn’t have wine with lunch (that would be very inappropriate and unprofessional), I am having a dance party in my office at the moment.  My band of choice is The Bird and The Bee.  The recommended song is Polite Dance Song.  Even my office chair boogy has to be appropriate.  No wine at lunch and polite dance songs…such a tragedy.

But please do check out The Bird and The Bee.  They fall within my usual genre.  Indie/synthpop/alternative.  Somethings never change.

The Bird and The Bee

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