Last Friday Boyfriend and I enjoyed a leisurely day in the city, celebrating our 3 year anniversary.  The camera battery ran out, so no pictures for you!

Like a good Boyfriend, he let me plan the entire agenda which included an early dinner at Monk's Cafe on 16th and Spruce.  I'd been to their sister establishment and loved it.  But The Belgian Cafe ( Read more... )

Boyfriend flew off to Chicago for his knife fighting thingy.  Bratticus flitted around the apartment all night, eyeing the door and generally looking morose.  I think he feels betting this morning, having hurp'd all over the goddamn living room.

Poor muffin.  I never had a problem with living alone, and enjoy taking little me-time breaks.  But ( Read more... )

I wailed on my abs last night - for 15 whole minutes.  Somehow, it was anti-climactic.

In other news, I got a call from my museum guide mentor.  He's extremely perky.  New trainees have a reception brunch on Saturday, where we will get our summer reading assignments.  Joy!  After which Mentor Guy has offered to let me tag along for his tour of the ( Read more... )

I was arguing with the Boyfriend last night when things got a little heated.  It was late, I was angry, so I stomped off to take a shower.  But right before I stepped under the water, I realized I needed to get a thing or two off my chest.  So I stomped back into the living room to give him a piece of my mind, when I had an epiphany.

"TAKE OFF YOUR  ( Read more... )

Boyfriend, as it turns out, is no longer a candidate for the D.C. job.  B/c of his wonky, lumpy eyeball.  The job has an uncorrected vision requirement which he did not meet.  Lasik is no longer an option.  In fact the ophthalmologist told him to run away from anyone trying to beam a laser into his eye.  There goes our sex life.

It is a little ( Read more... )

I was active this weekend.  Saturday morning (bright and freaking early) I braved the Cherry Hill DMV and got my State ID.  Years of trying to flee the state and now NJ can claim me as its own again.  Goddamnit.

That night Boyfriend and I hit the gayborhood for the OL's birthday bar bash.  I got completely shitfaced on two drinks and a buttery ( Read more... )

Dreamt that Boyfriend wanted to leave me, but I had to get him all shitty drunk to admit it.

Wow.  That was an awesome VD.  We spent the day snuggling, shopping, and being partially dressed.  What more can you ask for?  A cure for hiccups, well goddamnit, we had that too.

So I'm hiccuping away right as we're trying to fall asleep - very annoying.  ( Read more... )

Dreamt that I was having insane sea adventures on both a ship and a submarine.  I was hopelessly in love with a very swarthy, Bluto-esq fellow who kept coming to my rescue.  Once while riding a whale.

This weekend was a font of activity.  I attended the Weekend Guide information seminar at the Philly Art Museum.  Roughly 100 applicants showed up, ( Read more... )

For Christmas, Boyfriend's mom got us a really snazzy electric wok.  While making my first attempt at stir-fry last night, I nearly destroyed 4.5lbs of beef.

1. Research stirfry recipes online, familiarize with the fundamentals.

2. Buy assorted veggies (broccoli, string beans, bell pepper, onion).

3. Cook rice, prep veggies.

4. Take 4.5lbs of ( Read more... )

Boyfriend and I turned off the tv and brainstormed writing ideas last night.  It was great until my PMS-RAGE reared its ugly head.  Look, goddamnit, that cat should know by now not to bite mommy.  Woo, I spanked his little bottom and while he fled the room, I know Boyfriend was thinking he ought to do the same.  Heh, fear the estrogen.

We get paid ( Read more... )