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Teppanyaki on Prince Spaghetti Day. Dare I?2003-04-30 - 12:21 p.m. So I had to go back to the Convenient Care place last night for more pre-op tests. Seems I needed to have a pregnancy test and they forgot. If they only knew how NOT pregnant I was... They also told me I could call after 2 o'clock tomorrow to find out what time the thing's scheduled for. Said I'd probably have to be there around 7. That's good because the sooner I can be back home and getting waited on hand and foot by Kurt, the better. LOL Is it wrong that I'm hoping I feel well enough to make a trip to Sam's Club on the way home? I need to do some stocking-up on meat and stuff, and it would be so nice to be able to go there when it wasn't so fucking crowded. But I digress... We're going out to dinner tonight. We're going to a teppanyaki style place where they make the food at your table. Japanese steak house dealy. We're taking Cam and Brian with us. Bobby loses out because he's on a school trip for the next 3 days. Should be fun. I know Cam loves it, but we haven't been in a while. I decided to take the boys out for dinner tonight to celebrate the closing of my refinance and the fact that I don't have to pay my mortgage this month. I'm a helluva girlfriend, ya know. My plan for tonight is to go to dinner around 6, and hopefully be home by 8:30 or so. I'd really like to get the rest of the house cleaned tonight so I don't have to do anything this weekend. Plus I'm going to tape West Wing tonight so I can watch that Friday whilst Bunn is installing Cam's new ceiling fan in his room. I can't wait for there to be some real light in that child's room... I think the only things I have to do tonight are dust and do a load of whites. Tomorrow night I'm hoping to go to the nail place on my way home from work and get manicured and waxed. Eyebrows and upper lip - not bikini. Ouch. I was going to do a pedicure, but that would mean I'd have to shave tomorrow morning, and then again on Friday morning, and my luck, I'd get all razor burned and shit and then the doctor would be disgusted and probably screw up the procedure somehow. I might have to actually paint my toenails myself. It doesn't sound like that big of a problem until I actually go to do it and realize that my protruding belly makes it difficult to reach my toesies. Great - now I'm screwed. That's it. I just decided I'll bite the bullet and shave two days in a row. Nothing else is really going on. Kurt came over Monday and spent the night. We had leftover fajitas and more margaritas. Poor Bunn let the tequila kick his ass and ended up napping for close to 2 hours after dinner. Oh! I almost forgot... While we were making guacamole and margaritas Monday night, Kurt had Cam pull his car into the driveway for him! Cam. My 15 year old. With nary a permit let alone a driver's license. Kurt's car. Brand-fucking-new. I thought Kurt was perfect, but apparently he's retarded. Needless to say, Cam didn't demolish the vehicle, but I was a wee bit nervous watching from the window. Oh, know what else? LOL The three of us were chatting over dinner and something was said about Kurt not being Cam's father (don't ask about the conversation because I was drinking margaritas and don't remember), and Cam said something to the effect of, "Yeah, but you're a better dad than my real one". Laughter ensued from all. I know it's not nice to knock the father of your child, but c'mon - if your own child thinks you're a loser, how far from the truth can it be? Speaking of the loser, come June 28th, it'll be a full year that he's been unemployed and not paying child support. Hasta! Looking back... Just Pix - 2005-02-08
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