Well its cold and snowy here today,which surprisingly I dont mind. I actually love the snow and was beginning to wonder where the hell it was.
Today is also my boyfriends birthday. The big 26. Do people say that? Lol they should. 26 is such an awkward number,technically it shouldn’t even matter. There are the big birthdays we can look forward to but 26…meh.
I wrote a couple of days ago about my gifts…things didnt work out as planned.
I was able to make him coupons,26 plus 1 for good luck that turned into 3 for good luck haha, what a lucky man!
You can see that they range from breakfast making to some sexual favors.
“Oh, i see you put all the good ones at the bottom”, he said coyly.
“Well,I was hoping that you would get tired of looking through them and give up,never having to look at them again.” I laughed.
“Soo,do i like have to tell you in advance or can it be the same day” while he split the cards up,by importance,of course.
” Theres an expiration date bitch so dont get to carried away”
Ah yes, I saw the wheels turning in his head, the smirk,almost maniacally as he meticulously studied the coupons.
What the fuck did I get myself into?
Confession: I’m a little excited for some of them.
I told him about the scavenger hunt that was no longer, but he was completely unfazed. Why would he be, when he has f’n coupons.
The contractor for the new door came at 9 A.M (not happy.at.all.). We literally had a curtain in place for a door.
A DOOR! Our very own door, with a lock and key! We had that stupid curtain for,oh, I dont know 3 months. Ugh,can’t say I’ll miss it.
Unfortunately, during this process, the contractor, his wife and the mother in law were down here in my way. I dont like people in my space or interrupting my me time. But i understood,I made the sacrifice(Hid in my room),but still.
It took longer than I anticipated. Well between smoke breaks and gossip they were finally gone by 12 30. Then I had to rush to cut,bread and freeze mozzarella for mozzarella sticks. Then wash dishes and put them away (I usually just like to wash, the hubby can put them away). Cut and prepare the ingredients for pepper steak. Make and decorate cake.
And during this process, while my anxiety is high as shit, our cat, who DOES NOT like the new door, keeps meowing to go in and out,in and fucking out. Then she wants some loving,fine everyone needs loving.
A nice moment turned to shit when her fucking talons got stuck on my sock;a mexican standoff took place,literally one wrong move and you’re done.
But unlike the cat who has nothing to do I had
to get out of there, so despite the menacing glare and the low beginnings of a hiss i slipped out of my sock. I should have just left it,lost forever to the devil, there are better socks somewhere. But nooo J couldn’t leave the sock behind, its mine. So foolishly and confidently I went in to take back what was mine.
Uhm, I got my sock back though. Was it worth it? Definitely fucking not! Does my hand hurt? Hell fuckings yes.
I hate you cat. I dont really mean it but at the moment i do since you are being needy and mean because you dont like the new door. Well stick it cat!
The cake and cupcakes came out good as did the pepper steak. It wasnt till we were done eating that we both remember that mozzarella sticks are in the freezer. Not a surprise.. it wouldn’t be a dinner made by me if i didnt forget something.
All in all it was a good dinner or like the boyfriend likes to say a late lunch.
I only had to open the door for like cat 143 times and deal with her grilling me.
Now, we can relax (minus the cat,we’re not on speaking terms),maybe use some coupons and have a relaxing Saturday.
Hope everyone is enjoying their weekend!
P.S heres a picture of the cake .. lets just say i like things different.