So Friday was mostly mellow, my office mate is going to be on vacation this coming week so I am alone - at least I know I get to have the lights on in the office. Any who... I got home, and Bubba was already here - amazing I know. He mowed the yard, cleaned it up, as I putzed inside and wondered which would come first dinner or a new low in my blood sugar number - it was a close one. I did eat something but I knew we were going to go out - let's just say I was never so happy to see dinner... yeesh.
Saturday was busy up, dogs, kitchen, fixing the holes in the back yard our beloved pups had dug - we don't know why - they dig then they lick the dirt. I never said my dogs were all that smart they are cute though.
Then we enjoyed Chinese food with the neighbors and played - you guessed it - Power Grid! We played some tough maps and everyone kinda petered out the later it got but still fun. i over did it.. wine and cake but I was good with dinner - still feel like crap this morning but it's getting better.
So we enjoyed breakfast out - then went shopping to the housing warehouse store that my brother didn't work at... then home, where I re potted a plant - cross your fingers as I've either killed it or (hopefully it will grow). I made a grocery list and heaven help me Bubba is out shopping he's been gone 15 minutes and I don't have a phone call yet - so we'll see. I figure he'll be gone at least 2 hours and buy crap not on the list, and that I can't eat. He will look at me sincerely and say either "it was on sale and I like it" or "I had a coupon and it was on sale". I will smile, put it away and make him eat it - when he complains I will remember this and state - you had a coupon.
I know this information because way back in our early married years I let Bubba do the shopping and wasn't smart enough then to say specifically what to buy - and what NOT to buy. He bought cheap on sale margarine like substance - that did NOT MELT on hot corn on the cob --- let me repeat that as your brain may not allow you to paint a picture of margarine that doesn't melt on corn on the cob - HOT. I have learned after many years of marriage do not leave room for interpretation - be specific trust me you'll be grateful later.
Winding up for a Sunday - off to do laundry and clean up the kitchen... it's a life I lead isn't it? On lavish pampered day after another.....
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