I feel like so many of my blog posts lately involve apologizing for being a bad blogger and blog friend. To be honest, it’s just been so hard to find time to be playin’ around online.
My job relies on how much time I bill at work. It’s amazing how hard it is to bill 8 hours even if you are at work for 11 hours. I can’t work too much “screw around” time into my work day.
My commute is really about 45 minutes each way, so it’s not too bad. But Lois is now working full-time. The last 2 weeks had been an adventure in trying to get it all together.
Plus, we still have to leave the house in “show condition” every day because we still haven’t sold the f*&king thing. (8.5 months on the market and counting).
I got home one night last week and had a conversation that my mother laughed at me for when I told her about it.
Shmoo and Lois were outside when I got home from work around 7:30 pm. I stood next to Lois for a few minutes watching Shmoo play and asked “What’s for dinner?”
She turned and looked at me and said “I don’t know. What’s for dinner?”
Touché.
While I make the adjustment to actually helping more in our daily lives, my blog time (and handheld Sudoku time) is taking a back seat.
In the meantime, I finally did that me-me from Shannon. Here goes:
Where did you meet? At a restaurant called Caper’s in December 1999. I was bartending and waiting tables and L was becoming a regular.
How long did you date? Hmmm. Not sure how long we actually dated. We “hung out” together for about 3 months before we “hooked up”. Then we “hooked up” for 5 months until I left for law school. Then we spent every weekend and school vacation together for 3 yrs before we moved in with each other.
How old is she? She’s 40 and fabulous.
Who eats more? That’s tough. We both love to eat. And I mean, nachos and cheeseburgers eating! I might eat more though. I definitely weigh more.
Who said “I love you” first? We were both fearful of commitment. She said “I think I might be sad if you weren’t around any more” first. I think I said “I think I might possibly may be falling in love with you” next. Not sure who actually made the plunge first.
Who is taller? I might be about a half inch taller.
Who sings better? We are both absolutely terrible. Neither of us should sing in front of people. We have no problem belting out songs in the car if no one else is there.
Who is smarter? Depends who you ask. I may retain more and have more degrees, but L. wins the common sense smartness.
Whose temper is worse? Mine. Hands down.
Who does the laundry? Lois.
Who sleeps on the right side of the bed? Lois
Who pays the bills? Lois. If I was the one paying bills, we’d be bankrupt and in foreclosure, but I’d have a Wii and an iPhone.
Who cooks dinner? Lois (but I am starting to help more. I am actually a good cook but I was kicked out of the kitchen by Lois many years ago for my tornado-like cooking aftermath and affinity for adding tabasco or chili powder to everything.)
Who drives when you are together? Me. I’m a much better driver. I pay more attention to everything and I get there much quicker.
Who is more stubborn? Me. Hands down.
Who kissed whom first? She kissed me first. But I don’t think I gave her much choice. We had just finished watching the worst movie of all time – Ey.es Wi.de Shut. And Lois was sick and high on cough medicine with co.dine. She did ask me before she did it though. It was freaking adorable. I think she said “what would you do if I kissed you?” and I said “kiss you back.”
Who is the first to admit to being wrong? Not me. The one thing that Lois really worked on me for years was being able to say “I’m sorry.”
Whose parents do you see the most? Lois’. Not by my choice, but because they are closer. And they are retired with nothing but time for their grandson on their hands.
Who proposed? Funny story. I guess it was Lois. When we lived in New York and the New P.altz marriages were going on, we put our phone number on the website for information. One night, we were both listening to the messages out loud and it was New P.altz equality co.alition saying we were on the schedule to get married 2 days later. We just looked at each other and for a second, I think Lois regretted not getting home before me and deleting the messages before I heard them! When we got “civil unioned”, I think it was mostly my idea. She hates making a big deal about anything. On our way to town hall, she was hemming and hawing. She finally asked my “if we do this and you leave me, do I get alimony?” I said yes and she said “Alright, let’s go!”
What’s her best physical attribute? I have to choose one? Her smile. She’s sexy all around but she’s got the warmest smile in the world. Makes me melt from across the room every time. (I’ll bet $100 Lois thought I would say “her boobs” – which is the second best thing!)
Who has more friends? We both have a ton of friends. Her friends became my friends too. My friends became her friends too. Sometimes, it’s tough because they are not in the same circles. We always wish we had more time to see them all more often.
What are you most proud of her for? Standing up for herself against her ex. When Lois first lost rights to her girls, she was so scared of her ex and whatever her ex held over her head (need for approval or something) that she was terrified to confront her. But Lois had the strength to sit there and be deposed in front of her with balls to the wall. She was scared as hell, but I am so proud of her. And every year that passes, she is more and more away from the control that her ex had over her.
Who has more siblings? I do. I have a brother and a sister and Lois has one brother. But she is Italian and Irish, so she blows us away in the extended family department.
Who wears the pants in the family? Lois is really the boss. I’m just dykier.
As for who I am tagging, how about anyone who has the damn time to do it. If you do the me-me, leave me a comment letting me know about it!
