So, slumber party at our house last night. And my wife is sick as a dog, so I get to handle EVERYTHING. Right now it is 8:33 am and I am making waffles for eight screaming, giggling 9-year-old girls who are currently sticking things to each other's faces.
I got to go see Guardians of the Galaxy last night with 6 girls ranging in age from 9-12 followed by a sleepover at my house. I feel your pain. At least they served beer and wine at the theater. Thankfully my wife is not sick so she took over duties this morning and they all departed bright and early for the waterpark, while I am at work.
A pound of bacon fried in a cast iron skillet, then a sack of potatoes sliced into hashbrowns and made with the grease, shallots, and fajita seasoning. And that is how you feed a pregnant woman and a three year old boy.
Two duck eggs. I thought that was just assumed? Put them on tortillas with cheese and hot sauce. Waffle house has nothing on me.
I have downloaded some poor music... probably Nelly Furtado's Say it Right is the worst. Ugh. Top 3 CD's in my drawer: Soundgarden's A-Sides, Rammstein's Live Aus Berlin and Johnny Cash's Icon
Finally got my cast iron skillet where I've wanted it, after like 2 years of working on it but hey, it was a work of love. Then I re-spooled my fishing reels with braid and now I'm attaching the shark leaders in preparation for a trip to the coast. Wife is asleep, son is asleep and I'm drinking goose island IPA on the front porch while a storm comes in. Life is awesome when on days like this with the simple shit.
Yeah with all the medical shit that happened to me recently, sometimes it's nice just to sit down and chill and remember how cool life can be when you take it easy. I'm tired of going fast. Got a good cigar and good beer. Some leader wire, crimpers, wire cutters, swivels shrink wrap and everything I need. Yeah it's easier to just buy a fishing leader. But when you land that trophy on something you made, that's pride you get not unlike looking at a bookshelf you built.
Time to get my drink on. Spent the day laying small patio stones. Ripping up the old ones and prepping the area was the worst. I'm too old for this shit. But at least I now have a new patio area outside of my shop. If only it were about 5 degrees warmer it would be a perfect night.
Uh, there was nothing in your post about titties. I don't see how it could be the perfect night. (Well a friend of mine named Steve Goodman wrote that post.)
Saturday afternoons are for bloody marys. Saturday evenings are for gin drinks, tonight The Fitzgerald. I've been listening to podcasts and cleaning all day while I was cleaning. Then I started listening to music, which led me to ask friends for their current favorite song. Somehow I ended up listening to Bound 2 by Kanye (which is really just Bound 3 by James Franco and Seth Rogen) which led me to watch The Interview. I'm not ashamed of liking that stupid song or loving this stupid movie.
And what exactly did you think would make things 5 degrees warmer? Huh? Spoiler TITTIES... of course.
Gin is a wonderful thing... I'm having "some" now... And even cooler than gin... I found "mini" limes that are basically meant for a single lime per drink... makes G&T's even better... no wasted limes!
Unrelated to my previous comment (which means this is not a double post): My birthday was last week, and I'm old now. I'm cool with that. Between working evenings and Mothers Day last weekend my husband and I weren't able to do anything for my birthday. Not a big deal. We had planned to go see a movie this weekend. It's now the weekend. I'm currently at home by myself and not in a movie theater watching Alien: Covenant, as was originally planned. I'm not bitching and I'm not complaining. I'm just going to go see the motherfucking movie by myself tomorrow afternoon. I may even make it a double feature, I'd also like to see Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 2. In the meantime, gin.
Ahhh... I remember when your tits were young and perky... before kids and getting old. Those were the days.
Those were the days. I'm not in my twenties anymore, gravity has set in, and I have to go see sci-fi thrillers by myself because clearly men aren't into such things.