Last week’s business dinner went very well. The
husband and I schmoozed and rubbed elbows with the higher ups. It wasn’t as uncomfortable as I was worried about it being. That seems to be a pattern I should pay more attention to. Anyways, the little dinner at his office was followed by a trip over to a fancy smancy restaurant. We ran into into another couple who joined us for dinner and then they picked up the check. A BIG check. By far, the best dinner I’ve had in a long time and not just because it was free. Lobster Linguine with a glass of Cabernet…..Mmmmm.
Then we got our income tax refund and
husband decided he really deserved a 42″ Flat Panel HDTV plasma. It still boggles the mind that one would willingly pay so much for a television BUT he is a boy and he likes toys, he works hard, he’s aiiiight so I guess he deserves a little spoiling and so I regress.It is nice, just not as nice as saying paying off already existing debt. I thought women were the irrational sex? Whatever.
Saturday, we went to see his Dad’s band play at the little dive bar again. We celebrated his brothers and mom’s birthdays with cake. Cake and bars could only be something that his family could come up with. His brothers were pretty wasted and obnoxious so we bolted and went to Akron. I was finally able to find the tattoo/piercing studio of this guy I met a few weeks back. Such a sweetie. He did my eyebrow piercing which is something I’ve wanted to have done for a few years but never found the right person. I wasn’t comfortable with the guy who did my tattoo a few years back, so I swore that while I wanted to have more ink done, I wouldn’t let anybody poke me that I didn’t fully LIKE. (Get your mind out of the gutter).
Husband was there holding my hand the whole time. Can you believe that he talked me out of my orginal idea of nipple piercing? Only because we found out your not supposed to have contact with the nipples after you get them done for 4-6 weeks though. I guess that was the deal breaker. After that we went to Crazie’s friend’s club and heard a metal band. Wasn’t really my cup of tea, so we tried another place, but there was a $12 cover. We laughed and left. We hit Luigi’s, a University of Akron late night staple. Hadn’t been there in like 7 years. It was better than I remembered or I was drunk. Whatever.
Sunday, I went to a baby shower. The shower was for my my best friend’s son’s baby momma. Did you catch that? The girlfriend is only 17 and her and bestie’s son have already broken up. I can’t even imagine how scary that would be. Becoming a new mother at any age is a big transition. But she genuinely seems to want the baby. I applaud Bestie for handling things so gracefully. As if her son making her a “grandma” at such a young age wasn’t enough, she’s pretty much taken baby momma in as her own without hesitation. It was a fun party. Especially when we played the “Guess the Mess” game. It was sick. If you’ve never played, it basically is a game in which candy bars are melted into diapers and you have to guess what kind of candy it is by smelling it, touching it or tasting it. I’ll give you a minute to appreciate the full affect……….ok. Got a great picture of Matilda with her nose buried in something very nasty looking. Oh, and MAtilda was still obviously drunk from the night before. I hated that I had to leave early. BUT I had to leave early and watch 6 kiddos while my
husband and his friends moved my old living room furniture out and moved the “new to me” set that my parents gave me in. Then I spent hours trying to put my house back together, while he wired up his new TV to all the components and speakers. Around 11pm I felt like I was hit by a ton of bricks. My throat had been kids of scratchy all day, but I just started feeling achy all over and totally drained.
Now, I’m sick and feel like I’m going to die, although I am very confident in the fact that I won’t. Still sucks to feel so shitty though. Plus, I had to tell my friend Crazie that I couldn’t watch the kids today. Throwing up, fevers, & body weakness is things I just don’t want to mix with kiddies. She was cool about it, but this is one of the things I worry about in mixing relationships with business. (sigh) But, what can I do?