Last was date night for Joe and I. Sort of. It was actually kind of an upside down date, with some necessary shopping mixed in.
It was upside down because we decided to start with the sex, which was a good thing because Joe was too tired by the time we got home. Also, we worked up a really good appetite so we made dinner our second event.
Joe took me to Carrabba's which was my first time there, and I must say, I can't wait to go back. If you've never been there, or if you have been there but never had the Fillet Brion, I highly recommend it. It was quite possibly the most delicious thing I've ever eaten. Like party in my mouth good.
Fillet Brion is a nice tender Fillet Mignon topped with goat cheese, sun-dried tomatoes, basil and a fabulous sauce that ties it all together. I know, it sounds a little weird, but trust me, it's magnifico!
In typical Dagenhard fashion, we were so hungry when we got there that we got a little carried away eating the Italian bread, appetizers, soup and salad (hey, it was good sex!) By the time the entrees arrived I was only able to eat four bites of my steak, and a very small amount of my garlic mashed potatoes. Actually I'm a little glad because it was so heavenly that I was almost saddened by the thought of it being gone and now I have a lunch to look forward to today.
And, because I'm so clever, I left a business card in the little folder they put your bill in for Kristi, our waitress, who had patiently described every entree to us and filled my water glass before it was completely empty without ever being asked. Not only may I book a party from that meal, but now I can write it off on my taxes as a business dinner :)
Next was Lowes where we were helped by Dion who explained the various features on each Whirlpool washing machine and dryer and somehow managed to make it sound exciting. He pointed out the water-saving features on the model we subsequently purchased.
"It cuts your water usage almost in half during the rinse cycle because it sprays the clothes instead of filling the drum," he told us.
Of course, I HAD to ask him if it could then double as a shower so my kids could cut down on their water usage during bathing. He informed me that it could, as he showered in his washer every morning and always came out downy-fresh and wrinkle-free. Good old Dion--he never missed a beat during our back-and-forth banter. I highly recommend him too!
Then we perused the coffee makers since mine went the way of the washer and dryer a month ago and chose a Black and Decker with a thermal carafe that cleverly keeps coffee fresh and warm for four hours without scorching. Now I can stop using my French press which makes good coffee but I always have the urge to kiss everyone once on each cheek after using it.
On the way to the check-out we passed the doorbell section which never fails to draw me in. I always have to push all the buttons and listen to the chimes. I can't help it. Buttons are just meant to be pushed and I'm easily entertained so it keeps me busy for about five minutes every time because if I particularly like the chime, I'll push it five or six times. Joe said he'd have a penis-chime installed if I'd play with Peppy that much.
It's kind of like that doinger at the checkout at Walmart that de-alarms the expensive stuff so you don't set off the security system on the way out. It's the funnest doing-ing noise and if I worked at Walmart I'd play with that thing all day just to hear it. And when I do hear it, I have to replicate it verbally.
Machine: Doing!
Me: Doing!
Then I'd have to explain to everyone that I got fired from Walmart for doinging my doinger excessively at the check-out counter and everyone would think I was some sort of freak or sex-aholic or PeeWee Herman, except in a discount store instead of a porno-theater.
But I digress...
Just for fun, when we went up to the help desk I handed the clerk our coffee maker and told her I'd like to put it on the 12 month same-as-cash program. Sometimes I crack myself up, which is good because not everyone is quite so amused by me.
Then, on the way out to the car, I burped and would you believe, that burp was every bit as delicious as the Fillet Brion was? I'm telling you, that steak just keeps on giving! It's amazing!
Then off to Jen and Ed's to pick up a copy of my party demo that Jen generously took the time to tape for me and download it onto disc for a training tool for my fabulous down-line. I was a little worried about seeing it, because I hate looking at pictures of myself; I'm terribly un-photogenic, which is the reason I never change my profile pic, because it's the only good picture of me currently in existence.
However, even though I was rather mortified to see how fat I've gotten recently, it was actually fun to watch my own demo. I laughed at all my own jokes even though I knew ahead of time what I was about to say. And I thought, 'damn, I look like an idiot.' All this time I thought women were laughing with me and I come to find out they're laughing at me, which is ok, because I laugh at myself all the time. Sometimes I get mad at myself for it, and sometimes it makes me defensive, but I always get over it, which is good because alter ego me would keep doing it just to piss me off if I didn't.
We visited for a while because Jen and Ed are always fun to hang with and Ed makes me piddle a little because he's so darn funny (sorry about the couch, guys!)
You may be wondering what the point of this Blog was. In truth, I have no idea. I really just wanted to share about the steak, but once I get started, sometimes it's hard to stop.
But seriously--go try that steak. Now. Just do it! You'll thank me later.
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