Monday, May 4, 2009

Monday, Monday - La, La, La, La, La**

Our little household is recovering from a fairly destructive and partially productive weekend. Friday night held a bit too much tequila in its hands. (My husband has not only come to love the Skinny Girl Margarita, he can now identify Bethenny on sight while I'm watching RHONYC.)

As a natural result of that, Saturday consisted of lots of naps and TV watching and puttering around the house.

Sunday was the productive day. Brunch at IHOP....

[Okay, a bit of a tangent here. Manbug and I were seated next to a
couple. We had a booth made for two. They had a booth made for four.
And they were seated on the same side of the booth. I have not seen such
extensive PDA since I accidentally clicked on a NSFW link which ended up
corrupting my computer. They would each take a bite of their food, chew a
little, AND THEN MAKE OUT. WITH FOOD IN THEIR MOUTHS. I was so
grossed out that we ended our breakfast much earlier than intended and headed
out the door before I threw up.

So tell me, do you ever sit on the same side of the booth as your
significant other?]


We then headed South to Manbug's office, picked up some paperwork, headed North to a property to check on some alleged hail damage (there was none) and then hit a mall to get one of Manbug's birthday gift (yes, his birthday is in October but this man has weird sized feet and finding a new pair of running shoes has proven quite difficult. Especially when the tryer-oner likens shopping to a prostate exam). Rounded up the evening with some meal planning and grocery shopping for me, a bike ride for Manbug, and tons of laundry folding for both.

And you know what I've decided....the weekend will probably be much more productive if I don't cram everything into one day. So that's the goal for next week.
[In addition to getting Manbug's present, I treated myself to a
new pair of Nikes
(in pink!!!) I've decided that once I've made my
gym membership an asset, rather than a debit of our monthly payments, I'll treat
myself to the Ipod kit]. Stay tuned and let me know your thoughts if anyone has one!].

OH! One last thing - I'm not the only one that thinks Quizno's is creepy!


**Channelling The Mamas and The Papas

6 Friends Say...:

  1. Of course you arent! I told you it's creepy! ICK.

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  2. OMG I NEED TO FREAK OUT FOR A SECOND.

    ok...so rob and i SOMETIMES sit on the same side of the booth...but it's his doing and it still kind of shocks me when he slides in next to me...the same side booth sitting is enough of a pda...adding food sharing make out sessions is just over the top...gross...skin is crawling...i don't think i can continue the rest of my day because the image won't leave my brain!

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  3. My husband thinks it's totally cheesy to sit on the same side of the booth together; he will never do it.

    The only time we've ever done it was once in a restaurant where the table was basically a half booth, so we had no other option. (This was at a "see and be seen" type establishment in Vegas.)

    BTW, he is also totally opposed to PDA. He will sometimes get annoyed if I hug him in public! ;-)

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  4. Okay, so Heath and I sat on the same side of the table--once--in Spain--and ONLY because the waiter seated us that way and there were actually no chairs on the other side of the table. It was very weird, but the entire restaurant was sitting that way, so we thought, well, while in Spain...turns out it was just that restaurant, but whatever.

    BTW, LOVE the new pink running shoes. I'm in the market for a new pair (part of my training program to get ready for the 3 day), so maybe I'll check those out!

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  5. We have never sat on the same side of a booth--unless we're out with another couple or something, but, never at any other times. We are fairly anti PDA. We hold hands and whatnot, but, ick, making out in a resturant? (IHOP or otherwise) So not cool!!

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  6. EW, PDA and half eaten IHOP? Grody. To the maximum.

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