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My lady friend and I had dinner at a small bar in the Pike Place Market, then went to see Sparklehorse at The Showbox. Jesse Sykes & The Sweet Hereafter opened. Both played glorious sets!

The lady friend had a little too much to drink, so I wound up driving her home and crashing at her place.

In the morning, she thanked me for taking care of her and more or less informed me that her need to "have options" and not be "someone's girlfriend" was stronger than her desire for me...although she thinks I'm a wonderful, sexy, kind and sensitive guy.

We agreed to be in contact for a fortnight at the end of which, we'd either settle into a "just friendship" (ha!) or become an item.

It was exactly the kind of evening I was expecting, actually.

Oh. My. God. omigod. Holy shit. ZOMG!11!!

and so on. Except now I'm way too hungover to actually work and my brain is completely, totally elsewhere and I'm just sitting here in a daze.

OK MGL, out with it. . .you can't ZOMG!11!! your way out of this without disclosing a detail or two.

Watch me. ;-) Besides, even more than usual, in this episode of ZOMG it's all fun and games (OMG! OMG!) until someone loses an eye and it ends in tears.

black8, it sounds like it would have been a great night out no matter what, with dinner and Sparklehorse.
It's good to know things although this isn't the best time for any rushed decision making, and if you've been the one planning all these outings, you have good taste and i bet had fun despite or in addition to anything else.

We trudged in the snow to one of our favorite neighborhood joints and just beat the crowd by 20 minutes. We had a bottle of muscadet, onion soup, 8 oysters each, as well as a fancy cheese and meat plate. Then we lumbered wet-footed back to the main street near our house and bought another bottle of wine, and watched the ever so romantic Talented Mr. Ripley on DVD. I fell asleep somewhere in the late middle of the movie, but woke up when some chips were being opened. Yum! After the chips and the depressing end of the movie, I really went to sleep.

We never do valentines, as I think it's a load of bollocks. (Bunny valentines on the other hand are awesome!)

So I made beef stew and egg noodles and we watched last week's episode of Scrubs.

My love is far away, so I gave him a call, admired the flowers, and then studied for the GRE all night with a few beers.

I was supposed to work but the drywall hadn't been sanded so my boss took me for coffee instead. Damn place was full of couples and candlelight when we went tromping in in our paint-spattered work clothes, but we wanted to sit outside and smoke anyway. That's when boss figured out why his wife had been kind of reserved and chilly all day (he'd forgotten), so we rushed back to the store and convinced Daniel to reopen for him. He got a rose for the missus and Daniel gave me one ('cause he's thoughtful that way). Then I came home and burned a shwack of old blues cds from my boss's collection and had a salad and some pain ordinaire that I'd made earlier in the day. Went to bed with a good book and some more bread and cheese, sat up to a ridiculous hour reading and eating in bed (hee!). Also got a seed catalogue in the mail, so now I can start planning my garden! It was a good day.

We have a Valentine's tradition of staying in and watching scary movies, all bundled up together with good food in the dark. It's wonderful.

We watched May, which was charming and repulsive and funny and frightening, and acted with a marvelous sensitivity. My partner, D, roasted a butternut squash and some sweet potato slices in garlic and oil, and made a lovely improvised pasta with veggies. He's new to cooking, but seems to be a natural, and it was delicious.

This year, I was particularly glad to be staying in; I was struck by a car on Monday and I'm still very fragile, both physically and emotionally, and moving slowly.

D was upset that, in the great kerfuffle following the accident, he didn't have time to pick up my gift. But he took sweet and gentle care of me, and listened to my fears, which is the most loving thing I can imagine, far outstripping any beribboned boxes of chocolates.

I gave him a Spiderman cookie decorating kit, with came with a face-shaped cookie cutter, a tube of red frosting, two tubes of black gel, and 2 dozen revolting sugar Spiderman eyes. On the package, instead of a bow I taped a small plastic Mexican wrestling figure. He loved it.

Clearly, we are great romantics.

Today's my husband's birthday so last night we combined it all with a nice homemade steak dinner and birthday cake with pink valentine's day icing.

I followed the directions for searing the steaks. They tasted great but the house was totally smoke filled.

Did I mention my smoke detector works well?

Stayed in and made dinner for my boyfriend, as discussed in the previous "what should I make for a side dish?" thread. (Final menu: avocado and heirloom tomato salad with shallot-citrus vinaigrette; filet mignon with brandy cream sauce, with roasted potatoes and roasted bacon-wrapped green beans on the side; chocolate mousse torte with fresh berries for dessert.)

Things got so hot that we literally set off the fire alarm... when I lit the brandy on fire to make the sauce!

Tonight: dinner at my favorite restaurant for my birthday.

How's the green bean bundles work out for you, scody?

I went to German class and then I went home and drank beer. Which is exactly what I did last Wednesday.

Dinner at his local brick oven pizza place, where we joked about eating Italian (because he is of Italian heritage), I gorged myself on steak and shrimp and we took home the leftovers. Then he packed for his business trip and he went to bed, only to wake me up around 2 am because I was snoring very loudly. I tottered out to the couch to sleep and then saw him off at 5 am... and couldn't get back to sleep because I already missed him.

He gets home on Sunday. I'm house/cat/fish-sitting all weekend. This is going to be pretty difficult.

I went to German class and then I went home and drank beer.

OMG wife's fluent in German, having lived there twice. If we ever meet up, you can converse.

dersins: they were AMAZING! Thanks for the suggestion -- they're definitely on my go-to side dish list. My boyfriend inhaled them and said, all big-eyed, "please tell me there are more."

OMG wife's fluent in German, having lived there twice. If we ever meet up, you can converse.

Ich verstehe nur ein bißchen Deutsch im Augenblick, aber ich hoffe besser zu sein bald. :)

they're definitely on my go-to side dish list.

And they're SOOOO easy, too.

Credit where credit's due, though-- I totally got that from Paula Deen.

Ich verstehe nur ein bißchen Deutsch im Augenblick, aber ich hoffe besser zu sein bald.

/slaps cmonkey for saying that about my wife

(jk)

- Doctor's appt. (EEG for my wrist)
- Three hour nap
- Groceries
- A&W for dinner (fancy schmancy!)

The mister got me a couple cards and some nice sugar-free chocolates (he gave them to me Tuesday evening). I totally forgot it was VD until Tuesday evening. I'm a horrible wife.

Thanks, ethelyne...it was a good time! My best friend was there too so he and I air guitared to "Piano Fire".

I think the Lady Friend will come around to seeing things my way. I just hope it's before I get tickets to Ted Leo's show next month, heh.