Wednesday, March 20, 2013
Tokyo Joe's
He ate the potato! Yesterday I came home for lunch and my husband had his potato ready to eat, along with other stuff on his plate. I was so proud of him. Speaking of him, it has come to my attention that the nickname I have chosen for him is inappropriate. Thank you, Mom. Just so you know, he is not the devil, or anything resembling that nasty creature fighting against all of us. He is a blessing, sent from God, given to me as a gift. So his new name will be Buzz. That is way more appropriate. So Buzz had a talk at work last night and was home late, around 8. My son had soccer practice and we got home around 7. I picked up food from Tokyo Joe's. You need to eat there! So good! Buzz usually undereats at this place because it is kind of expensive for a quick bite to eat. And he says he can't eat that much of any one thing. Since it is my life's work to feed this man, I over ordered for him. Two spring rolls, 4 pieces of tuna, and a chicken veggie teryiaki bowl with brown rice. When he was eating I started bedtime for the kids. He said, do you think any of this will be good left over? And I said no, you need to eat all of that. And he said, ok. I am not sure if he did what he was told, but I didn't hear any complaints of hunger at bedtime. You will all be very happy to hear I found a liquor store that had two six packs of Dry Dock Apricot Blonde beer left in their store yesterday. I was thrilled to find this waiting for me. I was planning on having one or three last night after I got the kids to sleep. I even put two mugs in the freezer in preparation. I invited Buzz to have a beer with me and he said he would split one. Normally that would be a dumb thing to do, because if you can only drink half a beer, why open one in the first place. But since this beer is like liquid gold to me, I thought, good idea, I don't really wanna share any of this beer. So half sounded pretty good. We have a living room with a couch and two chairs and a fire place. This is where Buzz and I sit and talk and hang out. We each have our chair and so that is where we sat and drank half a beer each. We got to talking about some serious matters and so drinking more beer seemed not so fun anymore. It's like I always say...
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