Monday, December 1, 2008

"And That's A Job Well Done!" And Other Reasons Why The Holidays Can Be Fun

So now that the doom and gloom of my previous post is over, let's talk about something funner, like how I spent my Thksgvng Brk. Yeah. It really does look cooler spelled that way.

I got in really late on Wednesday night to find my awesome sauce bf waiting for me in my old bedroom with flowers. Total "awwww!!" moment. Then Thksgvng day I got to sleep in till 1:00 pm, when I was awoken by my bf jumping on my bed. It's moments like that that make you forget anything bad that's ever happened to you, if only for that second.

After Turkey Day, which was hella boring and included us watching The Invasion, which no one but my mom and I found hilario, my bf and my mom went off to pick up a rental car. To properly illustrate how that turned out, let me provide you with an equation:

ME + CAR = SAFE FUN TIME. BF + CAR = CONSTANT TERROR AND POSSIBLE LOSS OF LIFE.

Just kidding. Not really. That is an exaggeration, but I did hold my breath a few times. And since he was driving, my bf got to control el radio, but that wasn't so bad because we listened to the CDs I burned him, and then (after much begging and asking) he let me listen to my Spice Girls album. Holla!! (and i'm totally not supposed to say anything, but he did dance to some of it)

So Friday was awesomesauce. We hung out with my bf's roommate April (who is awwweeesommmeee) for a bit. Her cat is pimp too. We sat in her apt, listening to records and eating some of her awesome "space cookies."

Let me just interject here that I am MUCH MUCH MUCH more fun when I have a substance in me. Just saying.

So then we went to a bar and then I got kicked out and then we went to another bar and then I had a beer! So you know, back to that whole win some, lose some philosophy. It turns out it was some guy's 30th bday and so everyone was dancing drunkenly and one seemingly coked up guy was jumping around. To emphasize this awesomeness, I proceeded to list some of the things you can't do while on cocaine. And then, since everyone was in the party mood, our waitress came to our table and looked at me and said,

"Do you want a beer?"

In the words of Sweet Dee: Boom. She was nice enough to pour me a small glass and then didn't even put it on the tab! And I got to drink Sweetwater, which is fantastic and totally snobby beer because it's a microbrew and owns all other beers in existence.

Then on Saturday my bf and I went to his apt and made the BOMBEST tomato soup everz. Por serio. Then we made garlic cheese bread and potatoes. We are perhaps the best cooking tag team since Chico & The man.

Alright...I know that was irrelevant but I NEVER get to make Chico & The Man references. Bear with me. Kthx.

Then we watched Idlewild, which was weird, but not bad and then we killed time for two hours and got back to my mom's house a little after 3.

So,uh, it's safe to say my ho-liday was thebomb.com. And you know what? So is my relationship. To quote a Pheonix album title, "It's never been like that." We talked and laughed and I got to punch him again and we communicated and it was gorgeous.

And then you know what my bf told me? He said I could "make love with words." That's fucking badass. I think I'm going to put that on my business card:

ERIKA
FREELANCE JOURNALIST/AUTHOR
MAKES LOVES WITH WORDS

Oh and while we were in the kitchen making that soup, he got down on one knee and asked me to marry him, but I totally made him stand up because I didn't want the gesture wasted. Pfft! Boys.

E

3 comments:

Lolita Hazed said...

Okay.
Your break was officially fabulous.
Not fair.

MACK said...

i might want to write a book about your life, e!

Latoya said...

YOU SEEM SO KOOL

HAPPY YOU AND YOUR BF HAIVNG A GOOD RELATIONSHIP!! THATS HOW ITS SUPPOSE TO BE

U GO GIRL!