The end of the day. Yay. Candle is burning and I'm in bed.
Lenny was very pleased with the fire pit. What I expected was for him to put his mark on it. What I got was, as he pulled a chair over to the pit, "Do you think it's too big?" Job well done. Again, I must pat myself on the back. Not because Lenny approved. No, just because I'm awesome.
I laughed at his comment. As I pulled the giant spool over, I replied, "Nope." I put the 2nd chair on the other side of the spool so that we could eventually use it as the fireside table it was meant to be. Except, I sat on the spool instead. Sitting in that 2nd chair seemed so formal somehow.
For the next minute or so, we enjoyed the idea of a fire. But the reality was that I was parched and all I had to drink was white wine, the chicken (who was destined to have a beer can shoved up his bum) still needed to thaw and we were supposed to take a walk around the park tonight.
I got out of my stunning cut-off sweatpants-with-boots ensemble and he prepped the bird & threw him in the oven. Then we headed to Target to pick up a few things and do some wishful-shopping. We bought bottled water, cherry Coke and wished we bought lights for the deck, birthday presents for the girls, lights for the themed Christmas tree, and a small flat screen tv for the master bedroom.
By the time we got back, all thoughts of a walk and a fire were gone. All either of us cared about was the bird. Eat. Must eat. I tend to forget to do that during the day and I know Lenny sometimes doesn't get around to it during the day. So, our evening: beer can chicken, green beans, cherry Coke and Moscato.
Started with the Brewer game but after Arizona's first home run, we had to turn the channel. Ended up watching American Horror Stories on FX. Totally creepy show. Loved it. Surprised that an actual tv series could be so creepy. Can't wait til next Wednesday.
No comments:
Post a Comment