(Can you BELIEVE I haven’t used that as a post title yet?)
Anyway, the geeks are here. I guess they’re back to hexing me on an every-Saturday basis. Woohoo! On the bright side, at least this means there’s one night a week where I’m not cooking dinner (because they always order Pizza Hut). On the dim side, they’re not playing poker. They’re not even playing D&D. They’re playing some sort of Conan the Barbarian role playing game. I don’t really know what’s going on but Gene’s character uses the same bad Russian accent Brandy and I used when doing dramatic readings of the book “Bijoux”, which featured a Russian character who said “I am big Russian bear!” when talking about his penis.
Join me in heaving a heavy sigh?
This is also a the boy weekend. He got his grades last Friday and they were not good. (I mean, who the hell can’t pass gym class? 90% of it is just showing up!) So, he’s still punished but he can watch TV and stay up relatively late. I guess he’s punished from the xBox. Not sure if there is more. Right now, the adults are discussing the purchase of an xBox 360 so “there is something else to take away.” Uhhhm? I’m still advocating the purchase take place a-ways in the future so some other dumbass can work out the 360’s bugs and issues.
So far this weekend: Friday we got home around 7 and I made the uber-healthy meal of Manwiches, frozen french fries and green beans. (Northern Green beans, not southern-style with big hunks of fat floating about, which is just foul). Saturday, I got to laze about while Gene and the boy took the dogs to the groomer’s and to get the humans haircuts. Sadly, they were gone about an hour. I spent that time lazing about and also vacuuming, dusting and cleaning the living room. Then, we went to lunch at a company restaurant (yummy!) and to pick up the dogs, fresh from their spa day. Next, we went chair shopping for Gene.
Anyone who has seen Gene’s chair since its purchase may remember the comfy brown leather chair and matching ottoman. Sadly, it now has holes in the leather the size of pieces of Wonder Bread. It has passed “ooh, yuck” on the Embarassing Furniture scale and gone to “Put a blanket on it and DO NOT USE THE BLANKET FOR A BLANKET, DAMMIT! The blanket stays on the chair or it gets the hose again!”