Day 45/365: Sweet

Day 45/365: Sweet

I spent my day scrubbing the house clean and watching two dudes remove the motherlode of fall leaves from my front and back yards. Nothing particularly romantic about either of those things but I felt three thousand percent better when it was all over. It was like my house had been excavated all of a sudden. Icing on the cake? When the fella arrived home with these pretty things in hand and told me we had reservations at Brooklyn Bridge. He kept his monkey suit on while I got ready and then we paired up and looked smashing, if I may say so myself. Then we went and stuffed ourselves with delicious Italian cheesiness and wine. During conversation (between peeks at the television over the bar), he managed to keep his overwhelming lust for the Royal Furniture girl to a dull roar, and I did not curse too loudly, spill anything, or make wildly offensive jokes.

Ahhhhh, that’s amore.

[Project 365]

Happy Valentine’s Day

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This is actually what Sally made for Ray, but she is so proud of their love that she wanted to show the internet too.

Day 45: Happy Valentine’s Day

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My friends love me and want me to get diabetes and cirrhosis of the liver, which is why they bring me cupcakes* to work and meet me in parking lots to give me cake and then pour me wine and rum later at their houses. The blessings, I just keep counting them over and over and wondering where all the spare change keeps coming from.

Much love right back atchall.

Love and photos.

*Fancycwabs was like a roving Midtown Muddy’s cupcake fairy yesterday, and brought me one called “Bitter With Baggage.” Bwaaahahaha!

The stimulus jokes write themselves

Store clerk, in broken English: So, you planning big Valentine? With your boyfriend?

Me, in dumb English: Ahhh. Ha. No, not this year.

Store clerk: Ohhhh, because of the … recession?