Is anybody else out there coo-coo for coconut milk? Goodness sakes! That stuff is amazing. I bring it up because spouse-the-hot-date and I went on our annual outing to a restaurant and it was a Thai one. I should have been wearing my out-on-the-town dress while eating my yellow coconut curry and holding spouse-'cross-the-table's hand, but it wasn't ironed. And I'm not sure when my annual ironing day is happening. I'm just now beginning to see that I may never wear my out-on-the-town dress because that would mean that our annual outing to a restaurant would have to happen to fall on my annual ironing day and, for Pete's sake, what are the chances of that happening?
Time will tell...probably lots and lots and lots of time will tell.
In other news, this doggone family of mine is headed off to vacationland. We're talking a bona-fide stay-at-a-hotel-and-get-a-complimentary-breakfast type of trip. I hope the hotel has one of those waffle machines that you have to turn upside down while the waffle cooks - those things really knock my socks off. I also hope that the swimming pool isn't ice cold. A little word to the wise for all hotels out there: if you want a five star rating from this gal, get your waffle irons and your swimming pools ready when you see me and my pony-tail coming.
But if you can't do that, hotel that I'm coming to, you can make it up to me by ironing my out-on-the-town-dress and then watching the kids while spouse-who's-dressed-and-pressed and I see if we can't find some more of that coconut milk somewhere. It's kind of addicting.
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