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Sunday, July 13, 2008

Raising the Bar

Today is Prissy's 21st birthday. Just past midnight last night we texted her and wished her a happy birthday, she called back to thank us before heading off to a bar with a friend. I miss the girl. We sent her a MySpace message inviting her to the bar tomorrow night.

We've been sort of trying to make Monday night, bar night. We have done it a couple times now and there a friends (coworkers of the hubby's to be more specific) who would like to make it a regular thing. Really, I have no complaints about that. Monday night is near dead at the bar, so basically six pool tables and a waitress to ourselves, plus the hubby and I can each get a drink, combined paying less then a single drink for one of us while we were on vacation. What a selling point, huh? On a side note, I just found out that the bar has penny slots. Forgive me if you don't see me for a week, hehe.

So our "bar group" is basically all made up of the hubby's coworkers. Ketchup of course, a couple guys who I couldn't understand a word of because they were speaking Spanish, a guy server and his girlfriend, and a girl server with her boyfriend. Our "friends" were too busy to join us. Hairy was visiting Prissy, Tall was (according to him, only half believable if you ask me) visiting his mom and a couple of our other friends (oddly enough more coworkers of the hubby's) had kids without babysitters or a complete lack of funds.

Looks like we aren't the only ones who think Tall is back with Sassy and that's the reason he isn't hanging out or talking or anything. The only thing I know for sure is the little bits and pieces I pick up from Sassy and her endless bulletin surveys. Last call, last kiss, last person to hold hands with, last person to make her mad... all Tall, though she still claims to be quite single and NOT looking. Okay... Is this why Tall is being a jerk or is there a better reason? I'd love a reasonable reason sooner or later. I've said it before and I'll say it again, I don't care if they get back together as long as they are happy. Is that a shun-worthy thing to think? Sassy hasn't even tried to talk to us since our brief MySpace battle a while back, so whatever, but we've been friends with Tall now for over two years, why does he have to suck?

Today is the hubby's Friday, always a day worth celebrating. Ketchup doesn't work again until Tuesday, so I am not going to feel bad in the least over keeping him awake today as I do chores like vacuuming, defrosting the freezer (again, I just did it like four days ago) and making pizza from scratch for dinner. The guy won't wake up when you shake him violently and blare the stereo, but me typing across the room makes him wide eyed. Fucker. He's awake now, can you tell? If only the hubby would follow suit. I tried waking him up and besides spreading out over my side of the bed and snoring a bit louder, I really didn't accomplish much.

Hold on, Ketchup is loading a bowl that I am sure he will want me to partake in.

(Ha, "hold on"! I am the one going somewhere, not you, hopefully.)

I was right and I took the opportunity to wake the hubby and it turned into several bowls so forgive me if I have lost my train of thought, it derailed about half way through an episode of Scrubs. The first episode to be exact.

Hmm, rereading what I have already wrote, I am not all too sure what I could add. Nothing else new has happened lately. Yesterday I again had to tell Ketchup to not smoke while laying down on the couch. Grr. How many times until he gets the hint? I think he thinks it is kind of a stupid rule. But honestly, it's fire safety. Him half asleep with fire on a stick in his hand does not fair well with me. Nothing may have happened before but it only takes once, right?

Ketchup is proving hard to train. He is finally using the coaster that sits directly in front of him, after two days and probably a dozen times of me moving his cup onto the coaster after he would again remove it, one minor hurtle accomplished. Ten thousand more to go. Ugh.

Okay, um, really, unless you want me to rattle on about the mass amount of video games I have played over the last week, I got nothing else for you. I'll spare you and save the video games for another time because I'm sure that there's someone out there who may actually care, heh.

Later blog.

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