I’m becoming increasingly aware of this wormhole or rip in the space/time continuum that is sucking the weekends away at alarming rates recently. Hell even the week went by rather quickly even if the day itself didn’t appear to. Did that make sense? It’s like “ugh, it’s Monday” and then suddenly “oh shit it’s Friday” I have 3 hours of fondue prep ahead of me.
Yes, we had our fondue night aka-food orgy Saturday. I must say the crab/shrimp cream cheese stuffing I made for the stuffed mushrooms was awesome. I guess my friend’s boyfriend was raving about it to her mom and then proceeded to pop the meatballs we fried up at the end of the orgy on the car ride home like ludes. They seemed impressed with my crepes as well which was a concoction on the fly that had delightful results. I’m keeping that one in the repertoire. The wormhole showed up all day as 9 1/2 hours seemed to fly by. (Well for us at least, the boyfriend may have wanted to leave before then because he had a cold but he was polite and didn’t complain. We told him to take a nap after dinner and he obliged. I wouldn’t turn down a nap at virtual stranger’s homes either. It’d be a good way to see if they talk about me because they think I’m asleep.)
We have an impending paint job coming up. You ever completely think your house looks fine and wake up one day and say “where did those wall scuffs come from?” “How long have those cobwebs been there?” “When did soot from burning candles get on the ceiling and discolor it so badly you’ve never noticed??” Yeah we’re one of those couples that is perfectly fine with boring while walls and have been for the 10+ years we’ve lived here. We repainted 3 years after we moved in because we had a temporary brain fart in `99 and thought we’d sell our place. Thankfully we put it on the market at the worst possible time, no one bit except for some douchewad who wanted to see the house the day after Christmas. Um, no. I relish my wrapping paper laden, piles of gifts from various gatherings, dishelved living space for at least 2-3 days after Christmas. It is at that time that the leftovers of mashed potatoes, appetizer veggie pizza and egg nog run out and we realize the hangover of the birthday bash for Jesus has cleared and we must get back to normalcy. We must also decide how we’re going to spend the welcoming in of the new year. Hmm, shall we spent together, at home watching Dick Clark’s Rockin’ New Year starring Ryan Seacrest or together, at home, watching some movie, notice it’s 58 seconds until midnight, hit pause, tune into a random New Years Eve celebration show for the remaining 22 seconds after having scanned for anything not on MTV or starring Ryan Seacrest, countdown from 10, smooch at midnight, sing a half assed version of Auld Lang Syne for 10 seconds, hit play on movie and fall asleep on the couch by 1am. Ahh…settling into our 30’s quite nicely. This is what non-drinkers and those with a random handful of friends do. Where the hell was I?? Oh yeah, painting. So I’m watching this show on HGTV about the top 25 biggest renovation mistakes. One of them was about how paint jobs are about 80% prep and 20% actually getting the job done and not to take shortcuts. Oh, you mean I actually have to tape off the baseboards and fill in nailholes?? I was hoping to slack on that part but thanks for reminding me that’s not a good idea. Another was don’t get cheap paint. Okay God, I get it. The cheap ass hears the advice, do the work, buy quality stuff aka don’t fuck this up if you’re going to go to the trouble to paint. I’m absorbing…not liking it but absorbing.
When we moved in, white appliances were on the tail end of their rage. We had an all white kitchen and I put in my splashes of color here and there for as long as possible before I one day walked by it and said “this has got to go.” We renovated it 3 years ago and love it still. Okay except for the countertops which are laminate because we didn’t really give a shit about going over budget for coutertops in a two butt kitchen but now they’re suddenly not good enough. Those white appliances now seem to stick out like an avacado green 70’s appliances even if its only in my mind that it’s that bad. I want the stainless steel which we know is about 2-3 years into it’s current rage which took over the prior rage of black appliances which took over the rage of our current white appliances. So my thought is what could the next rage be? I mean, we’ve gone through the myriad of colors now from the 70’s on, the french door fridge and commercial grade appliances are the newest style (neither of which will not fit in said two butt kitchen) so I’m wondering if we upgrade to stainless steel, how long will we continue to be in style until they come out with the translucent appliances where it is now trendy to see all of your appliances inner workings? I know. I think too much about things which have no real meaning given our current economic, global and political goings on. But hey, it directly affects us and our supposed quality of life. Will I die without stainless steel appliances? No. But we’re talking about a $3000 investment so yeah, I’m going to be deep in thought over this one.
Okay, the wormhole continues and time is a-slippin’ so I’m going to ska-doo. (I said ska-doo)
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