Thursday, September 02, 2004
| Nights like Last Night
Once in a while, Paul and I have a night that blows me away. Well, not literally blow…there was little to no dick sucking last night. He kind of twiddled my dick for a while and it was creeping me out so I slapped his hand. Ok, dumb tangent. Anyways…when I showed up at his apartment after work, Paul was waiting for me with a huge smile on his face. He kept complimenting me randomly and although I was in a pretty foul mood, he was able to pull me from the dredges of it. We made the BEST grilled chicken sandwiches and watched The Simpsons together and laughed and laughed. At 8pm, we were VERY excited to watch Renovate My Family. If you were one of the lucky viewers to catch Trading Spouses a couple of weeks ago, then you know all about the Biggins family. Turns out, audiences across America fell in love with Mela Biggins. So what does Fox do? They make them the stars of Fox’s knock off of Extreme Makeover: Home Edition. The entire 2 hour special had Paul and me cheering with laughter and tears. I’ve never seen such wonderful people in my life. When the Biggins house was being torn down, I cried right along with Mela. When the Biggins new house was shown to them, I cried right along with the entire family. Paul actually shed a few tears too which is strange since his heart is usually made of stone. Stone Cold Steve Austin, if you will. The Biggin’s daughter was fucking hilarious. She calls her mom “Mela” in pure Simpsons fashion and it became increasingly funny to hear her scream her mother’s name. When she saw her new bedroom, she screamed “MELA! MELA! WHERE’S MY MELA!” - the whole time Mela was standing right next to her. Gosh, it’s hard to explain how hilariously moving the whole thing really was. The Biggins family was offered a new chance at life and I couldn’t have wished it on a nicer, more loving and down to earth family. If the Biggins (notice how I LOVE to write “Biggins” over and over) were to be stars of their very own reality show, I would watch it every week with undying love. After the show, Paul and I wiped our faces of the tears and decided that we wanted ice cream cones. Very rarely do we leave the apartment at 10pm to venture out into the crazy streets of NYC. ESPECIALLY with the Republican Convention going on. You would THINK that all of the delegates would be AT the convention, but NOOO! I’ve seen quite a few of them at the infamous McSorley’s bar, below Paul’s apartment. Hey, if I was here to support Bush, I would do it drunk as well. Paul and I walked to this new ice cream cone place and ordered the most amazing cones ever! We both got this flavor called the “Deep Purple Cow”. Essentially its raspberry ice cream with white and dark chocolate chips and also has blueberries! The best part? They put the ice cream in a fruity pebbles cone! NO JOKE! It’s a sugar cone that has tons of fruity pebbles chunks around the rim. Last night was beautiful outside, so we went to the park in Cooper Union, found a bench and ate our ice cream. The wind was cool and the night was calm. It was so wonderful to sit there with my boyfriend, talking, eating ice cream, and being in love. I’m such a ninny (ninny? ninny!) when it comes to romantic type things, yet I complain about Paul never doing them. Last night was unexpected and great. I can’t wait for the next time that we can be romantic all over again. When we got home, Paul did his adorable “Let’s get in bed” squeal and we stripped off our clothes and tickled and cuddled for an hour before going to sleep. Yeah, it was all very nauseating, but rare and super and unbeatable. I woke up, kissed him on the forehead and came to my shit job. Its nights like last night that make me realize how happy I really am with Paul and how tight the two of us really are. I may play it off like he drives me crazy (cuz sometimes he does), but you don’t remain in a relationship with someone for 5 years if it isn’t something totally special. I love my pupes. NOT pubes! Pupes! Sheesh. |
