lovely dinner party last night... roasted garlic, pear and spinich salad, baked brie with apples for the appitizer [holy shit that baked brie we made was so good, and i even hate cheese], then for dinner there was a roast and steamed brocolli and asparagus with hollondaise sauce and ryan's awesome garlic mashed potatoes. then for dessert i made a mango fool i saw on martha stewart living and i served it with pieces of honeydew and cantaloupe in it and MAN what a good dinner. who knew doing a majority of the cooking for people could be so fulfilling? i now know the sense of accomplishment ryan gets from it. me and ryan, and caleb to a lesser degree, make a fucking awesome dinner party team.
i was pretty drunk on beer and mostly wine all day, it was great. a wine drunk is such a happy drunk, and i am impressed with myself for actually being able to drink it, though i am a pussy so i mostly stuck to the white zinfandel, but i could also take the cabernet sauvingnon.
[wow i know how to spell 'sauvingnon?']
life is serene in amber land.
the fucking ex that is a huge bone of contention for me and ryan called AGAIN, like she does ALL THE FUCKING TIME, and maybe it was the wine drunk, but me and ryan actually had a good conversation about it and he was like... 'you know i'll never not talk to her, but i really have absolutely no desire to talk to her on such a regular basis. i don't know why she calls every fucking day and can't take the hint, and i really have no interest in her opinions about our relationship, and she shouldn't even have any opinions about it, it's really none of her business, and i don't fucking care what she has to say about it.' she's stupid.
so... that's fucking good. the first time we had an open understanding conversation about that! and now i don't have to worry about her coming to visit or something. barrrrf.
wine.
why were my eyes never open to the loveliness of it previous to now.
and also the loveliness of a nice baked brie with apples and cinnamon. mmmm i want more now.
i was pretty drunk on beer and mostly wine all day, it was great. a wine drunk is such a happy drunk, and i am impressed with myself for actually being able to drink it, though i am a pussy so i mostly stuck to the white zinfandel, but i could also take the cabernet sauvingnon.
[wow i know how to spell 'sauvingnon?']
life is serene in amber land.
the fucking ex that is a huge bone of contention for me and ryan called AGAIN, like she does ALL THE FUCKING TIME, and maybe it was the wine drunk, but me and ryan actually had a good conversation about it and he was like... 'you know i'll never not talk to her, but i really have absolutely no desire to talk to her on such a regular basis. i don't know why she calls every fucking day and can't take the hint, and i really have no interest in her opinions about our relationship, and she shouldn't even have any opinions about it, it's really none of her business, and i don't fucking care what she has to say about it.' she's stupid.
so... that's fucking good. the first time we had an open understanding conversation about that! and now i don't have to worry about her coming to visit or something. barrrrf.
wine.
why were my eyes never open to the loveliness of it previous to now.
and also the loveliness of a nice baked brie with apples and cinnamon. mmmm i want more now.
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and you're the kind of girl i like
because you're empty and i'm empty
great pics, btw.