I don't really remember what I did Friday night- I'm sure it went something like went home, ate, laid on couch. I think we caught up on some dvr'ed shows. Like the second half of Million Dollar Money Drop (they won $300,000! Whooo!) and Top Chef (Marcel is out? Yessssss!) Ooh, I also watched some more of Lord of the Rings.
You read that correctly. This thing:
I have never read the books or seen any of the Lord of the Rings movies. Mainly because I'm not a complete
Saturday I slept in, did some laundry, straightened up, and watched *my* shows while C was at school doing his once-a-month Saturday school. We were supposed to watch Lord of the Rings when he got home. Instead, I left him alone for 5 minutes....5MINUTES!....and he fell asleep on the couch for the next 4 hours. Until our friends called saying they would be at our palce in 20 min. and then he's all "Why did you let me sleep all afternoon? We were supposed to watch Lord of the Riiiiiiiings!" Why yes dear, I tried to wake you up, but you only grunted and rolled over. Not my fault.
So anyway, we went to dinner at DeLorenzo's for some fabulous antipast tomato pie (kind of like pizza, but better. I can't find a decent pic- sorry). Spinach and sauseeeg, and garlic and cheeese.
YUM.
And we drank wine. And that was delish too. And then we came home, hung out a bit, and set back to (trying to) watch the movie. But I fell asleep. Sunday, I woke up late...again. And I walked into my living to find that it was naked.
C had taken down the last of the Christmas decorations. *tear*
But I had no time to be sad because we were already running late to his cousin's 7th birthday party. That was ok. I went between watching the football game with the men and chatting with the other women. I never really understood or liked the fact that I gotta chat with the women, who inevitably stand around in the kitchen gossiping, instead of getting to sit on the couch watching football...or whatever the guys are watching. Hmph.
So all this was fine and dandy. And then one woman, who I've only met twice, maybe, started asking about me and C. "So how long have you guys been dating? I've seen you a lot (C is not a playboy. And like I said, I've met this woman twice. Ever.). Aww 2 years how cute. So are you guys engaged?"
Hold the phone biatch.
I don't know you. You don't know me. Honestly, I didn't even know your name until someone else at the party said it. And, not that it matters because for all the previous reasons, there is no reason for the question, but I've only been talking to you for maybe 7 minutes. And lastly, do you see a ring on my finger?? Because clearly my hands have been in front of me for all 7 of those minutes.
So of course I said no. And then some kids came by and started playing and screaming around us and that was the end of it.
It's not that I mind the question- it's a fair question. What I mind is the people asking me-- like, people I don't know. The last person who asked me was one of C's friends, at a party, as soon as he walked away. I've met the girl a bunch of times, but I don't think we've ever had a one-on-one conversation, or any conversation without C present. WHYYY are you all up in my biznass?!
ANYwho, so I'm telling C that I was asked again on the way home.
C: Well what did you say?
me: I said no.
C: You didn't even say "not yet"?
me: No. I don't know your plans. How would I know if it's "not yet" or not.
C: Ew!
-end scene-
Truth be told we haven't talked about it in awhile. We're both broke, and we're attending 8 of our friends' weddings this year. And not those distant friends that you kinda sorta knew in college but don't really talk to anymore- like, C's (and 2 of mine) besties. And 2...yes 2...destination weddings. Not that I mind- I'm WAAAAY excited for both of them. But still, it gets expensive.
And I don't want no rinky-dink, scroungy, shoddy ring!
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