Received:

OMG this frickin’ month is almost half over.

(thank GAWD.)

hate you!*

xxxooo,
b

Sent:

Aw. You are like the Veronica Sawyer to my Heather Chandler… I’ll avoid any beverages you serve.

*kisses*

[NaBloPoMo isn’t for the faint of heart yo.]

*Edited for effect. There was a disclaimer. Something about love and warm feelings for blogging daily.

BTW, I don’t normally post an email without warning the person. This was totally an exception due to the subject matter. NaPoBloHomo or something. I don’t even know what that means.

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daniel · terribly early · 2 comments · ping it

In case you didn’t know, it’s my man’s birthday today. Happy Birthday Richard!!

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daniel · early evening · 3 comments · ping it

Hamster Love via The Presurfer.

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daniel · the wee hours · say it · ping it

I would be in sooo much trouble for posting a photo of my Richard snoozing with the cats…

So I’ll put it in the members only area! Heh! I love a good work around!

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daniel · the wee hours · 3 comments · ping it

Hey, so here’s one. I asked Richard what I should blog about today. He mentioned the dry cleaning fiasco. Hahah. Not funny, but now clearly I have to bring the entire Internets up to speed on our mutual idiocy. You see, we have a lot of dry cleaning. A retail gig is really all about dressing fancy while running around and sweating your ass off all day, right? So yeah. We go to the cleaners a lot. Anyhoo. Yeah, so we (as in I) dropped off all of the soiled shirts and pants, as well as Richard’s tuxedo. He intended to wear it for an upcoming thing, you see. He needed it back by today. Saturday.

Anyway. The intent was always that he was going to pick up the stuff, as he was off work really early Saturday (today). Are you following all this buildup?

On Friday I was on my way home, and called him to see what he wanted to do for dinner. He announced that it had been a long day and he wanted PIZZA. Round Table PIZZA. Erm, that’s off the big diet, but okay. We hadn’t had a ‘real’ pizza in months. I was game. I told him he’d have to pick it up though. He was less than thrilled, but wanted pizza. Heh. However while we were talking I realized he was still at work and exited off the freeway towards the grocery. I said I would get the dry cleaning too, it was just in the same parking lot for cry-eye. He said he had intended to do that Saturday. I said, “Are you sure?” He was like, “Yeah”. So long story short I skipped the cleaners and just brought home the milk I needed.

As it turned out this was the wrong choice. As penance I had to clean up the kitchen from the pizza dinner. Plus, the following day (back to Saturday) I was assigned to take back the late movies, go to the grocery store AND pick up the dry cleaning that Richard had thought I was going to get on Friday!!! Even though he was going to be off at two in the afternoon. I wouldn’t get home until at least six with all these errands!

(Is this confusing or mundane? I can’t tell…)

So now (FINALLY) it’s Saturday afternoon. About twenty after five I guess. I am on my way to the store/Blockbuster/dry cleaners after a busy day at work when I notice I had a message on my phone from Richard. He went on how he had suddenly felt bad and decided to get out and handle some of the errands after napping since he had been off since TWO, and lucky he did because the DRY CLEANER closed at five! It was TEN AFTER when he got there!! He had tried knocking on the door, banging and then shouting but the people inside ignored him because they were closed.. (I had to call him back for the rest of the story.) Turns out he ran around back and caught them getting into their cars… He begged to get them to give him his tux. They weren’t going to… but they did. And thank GAWD since somehow this is all my fault because I thought he had insisted on picking up the dry cleaning on Saturday himself.

I have been half in the doghouse ever since.

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daniel · evening · 1 comment · ping it

So Richard got new earrings. I didn’t notice.

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daniel · at some point · 7 comments · ping it

Yeah, well it should have been a great day. I was off due to having to work on Sunday for inventory. Richard took the day off. We had a whole big plan. Richard was going to get up early and work on the yard. When I got up we would hit the gym and go from there for fun adventures.

Heh. Not so much. I was rudely waken by that unfriendly poke. When am I getting up? “Gimme another half an hour. I thought you were working in the yard…” He said it was too cold and that he was going to the gym by himself. Okay. I went back to sleep. I was having a really bad dream though. I should have just gotten up now that I think about it. So at ten thirty I got out of bed, had some coffee and met Richard at the gym. An hour and a half later we were back at the house and Richard launched into the backyard. I got dressed.

When he was done and ready to go we put the top down on my bug and ventured down the drive. That’s when it started. I don’t know if it was the bad dream I had or the yard work he did, but we were bitchy. Really bitchy. We bickered and argued for almost an hour before we both got sick of it and rode in silence. We were determined to enjoy the sun you see. So I drove, the top was down, and he sat quietly next to me.

Eventually we ended up at Balboa Park. Our spirits lifted as we cruised around contemplating a trip into the zoo. I parked and we walked to one of our favorite afternoon spots for a cocktail and relaxation. The Prado. I had a pomegranate margarita. He had a slightly dirty martini. We chatted. We enjoyed the sun. All was well.

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daniel · late at night · 2 comments · ping it

It’s amazing how cruel someone who’s known you for six years can be sometimes.

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daniel · mid-morning · 2 comments · ping it