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Good Times...

I enjoyed a day off from work, for no reason at all. It was fabulous. I slept in--though I use that term loosely because I got up to have breakfast with Brent and let the dogs out (I'm dogsitting for my parents; they went to Lubbock today to take my little sister back to school). I did, however, manage to get a little nap in though after Brent went off to work. I then filled my day with, well, really nothing. Got my hair did! :)

I always want to make more for dinner and spend more time developing my baking/cooking skills. Oh the pressures of 'wifedom." Unfortunately, by the time I get off work, finish up at the gym and make it home I'm never in the mood to bake/cook....and we're usually starving. So typically, we have a simple sandwich, Lean Cuisine or cereal (occasionally, I'll make some pasta).

Tonight, however, was a perfect opportunity to make something new! Nothing fancy, but it was fun; I had some time. This also lead to my first encounter with the busy deli in HEB. One thought comes to my mind, "Mr. Mom." If you haven't seen this, shame on you! Rent it. Better yet, buy it.

Anyways, the down side to cooking for 2 is there is always way too much food and we don't do well with leftovers. I hate throwing food away. How do you resolve this? Add more people! So I did. Brent's old roomies Aaron and Eric joined us for dinner. The events that transpired were....interesting? I'm not really sure what happened or why everything was so funny. It was fun to watch though. Typical of any group of friends that get together, the majority of the humor is related to an inside joke. I hope this is the case or they might be all borderline retarded (jk...kinda). The scene went something like this:
Eric: words words...grumble of words...pause...words
(Eruption of laughter)
Brent/Aaron: words...muffled with laughter and mouths FULL of food (mostly Brent)
(Hit Eric's shoulder)
(Continued laughter.)
Eric/Brent/Aaron: words...etc.
And repeat.

I'm sure women do this. To an extent. I think we have more vocabulary involved and less hitting, though, next time I'm going to pay more attention.

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