Forever and a day

That is how long it's been since I posted. Damn near two weeks. A long, long time.

Here's a run down of my boring life for the past two weeks.

The weekend before Valentine's Day, Miss Whineyhiney had a Girl Scout event in Pittsburg, KS. Bob decided to do our Valentine's celebration that weekend since she would be gone and we wouldn't have to worry about her or get a sitter. After we dropped her off at Friendship Fields (remind me to discuss this feeling later), we headed into town for dinner at Jim's Steakhouse. Jim's is an old school type steakhouse. Very expensive and very classic. We had to wait a bit before our table was ready so we retreated to the bar where we had a lot of things to raise our eyebrows at. The gay bartender (not that I have a problem with gays) was very entertaining to watch. I loved his mannerisms and just how he carried himself. Very different than what I'm used to. Amusing....... Entertaining........ The funny part though was when this old fart comes over and puts in his order and I couldn't tell you what he wanted but he specified everything from the type of vodka or gin to how many ice cubes and so forth. Then the barkeep proceeds to look up the recipe for this drink in his Boston's Guide to Bartending or whatever book he had on hand. I watched him (with great jealousy) as he skillfully and painstakingly prepared this delectable thirst quencher. The young barkeep had a brilliant gleam in his eye as he delivered his masterpieces to their table. Unfortunately though, just seconds after delivery, the old rat bastard fart who belted out the orders for his special drink bellied back up to the bar and demanded some other sort of glass for his cocktail. I guess the barkeep put them in a high ball glass when he should have put them in a martini glass. Whatever. I can drink wine out of a coffee cup just as well as I can out of a glass goblet.

After 2 beers for Bob and a Bailey's & Cream for me, we got our table. The menu was, as we'd heard, spendy (that's a Cruella word). Not Cruella spendy, but April spendy. Bob had another beer and we ordered a shrimp coctail. Yummmmmmm. Savory, giant, moist shrimp. Yummmmm. Bob ordered a steak that sounded bigger than my head and baked potato and I ordered an extra set up to share his steak. Our salads were not impressive, there was a beet on it rather than a tomato. A beet. I don't do beets. Our steak and potatoes came and Bob was excited, it smelled so good. I agreed that it looked and smelled good, but I just wasn't impressed. After the meal, the check came and I nearly fell over. We were charged for the sour cream for our baked potatoes, we were charged for the salad dressing on our beet accompanied salads, we were charged a beer tax on our beers. Fuck me. I'm surprised they didn't charge me to dry clean my napkin before and after I used it. Bob was pleased, said it was worth the dead president that it cost. I said, eh, whatever, let's just go. We headed towards home but detoured to one of the not-in-Miami casinos 'cause we never go there cause we always worry about leaving MWH at home. We lost...... I'll never learn.

The next day we went to have breakfast with my sister and her two amazing, adorable boys. I hadn't met my newest nephew Danny yet and I was sooooooo excited!! My sister is perfect, I couldn't ask for a better big sister, ever. My nephew Joey was a little hellion, he was tired and just didn't want to do anything. His pancake just sat there. I gave him his birthday and Christmas gifts and he seemed to warm up a little, but I could tell he was distracted and just didn't want to be there. Danny though, he was all soft and cuddley and cooing and the smell. Oh. My. God. The smell. I can't tell you how good he smelled. I could go on but this is going to be long so I'd better move on. The visit was short but good. I hope I can find the time and money to go to St. Louis this summer, just to do nothing but to get to talk with my sister and to get to know my nephews better (and my brother in law too). Time sucks though and the reality of it is that it won't happen, but God I hope I can figure it out. I deserve it, my sister deserves it and dammit, those boys deserve it.

After the quick breakfast reunion, we headed to Sears and back to Pittsburg to pick up MWH then to the famous sporting goods store so Bob could drool and home again, just in time for MWH to shower and pack for another sleepover away from home. She was going to spend Saturday night with some friends so Bob and I were going to have another childless night. We went to yet another out of town casino, lost our asses again and didn't do much the rest of the evening. MWH came home Sunday afternoon and no one really did much. Ah, the joys of Sunday.

The following week was par for the course, Bob worked over every night but Valentine's Day and MWH and I stayed at home and did chores. Boring. Yeah. Sad. Yep. Bob was off Valentine's Day evening so we did go out as a family and had a nice dinner. We went to the sucky El Mexicano restaraunt in town that always over charges. I hate that place, they should be shut down. Their food is good but the service sucks. I like the other El Mexicano place that is nice and doesn't over charge me until my eyes bleed.

This weekend was another lightning round in the Clark family whirlwind. Don't ask me what we did Friday, I couldn't tell ya. Oh, wait, now I remember!! I went to a Mary Kay party in Neosho with my mother! Before the party, we had dinner at a neat little chinese place that I know I'd never get to go to with Bob and we went to Cato's where I found some clearance pants that I can wear to work!! I actually have two pair of pants that fit me now!!! I even bought one extra pair a size smaller just cause they were so cheap. When we got to the party, we were the only peopole there at first. I figured we were a lock for the door prize but no, one more person showed and that one person freakin' won it. After the party, we went to Grove and gambled and lost our asses.

Saturday night we went to Buffalo Run's Coleman Restaraunt for a birthday dinner for one of my bosses. We had everyone there, the party was supposed to be for a mere 25 folks but it got so big we ended up adding to our table three times. There were a lot of people there. Some of the boss's friends are hilarious, I sat down at the opposite end between a few guys who drank a little too much and let me tell you my sides hurt from all the laughter!! We gambled and lost, drank and peed. Par for the course.

Sunday we got up bright and early and headed for Kansas City. Bob wanted to go to Cabela's and I had talked to one of the boss men and his wife and found some awesome places to go in KC. The boss man told me about The Plaza in old KC. It's like an outdoor mall, I had visions of Branson's Landing in my head, but I was totally wrong. It's bigger and grander and more everything. It's huge and not like a mall but more of an entire shopping and life experience. It was very neat how people were out walking dogs and socializing and just enjoying life. Very metropolitan, I loved it. We had lunch at O'Dowd's Little Dublin and oh. my. gawd. was it ever awesome!! We had the Wicksomething Wonton appetizer and they were fabulously creamy and perfect. Bob had the Bangers and Mash, MWH had Irish Stew and I had the Corned Beef Boxty. It was all amazing, simply fantastic!! I had a few bites of everything!! We walked a tiny portion of the plaza back to the Jeep and just had a great day.

I was off Monday. Off. Alone. No husband, no child. You'd think I'd relax and get to sleep in but you'd be wrong, way wrong. I stayed home and cleaned, ah, hell, who am I kidding, I went to the casino and LOST MY ASS yet again! Ok, now for those of you thinkin' I've got a problem, you're so wrong. LOL My version of losing my ass is losing the $10 or $15 I walked in with. I don't gamble big, I don't lose big, I don't win big. I just lose. Actually, I did do some cleaning, I dusted my entertainment center and my DVD shelves. I alphabetized all my DVD's and straightened up the whole mess I have had there for the past two months. And, if that weren't enough, I vacuumed the living room!! Yeah, I was tired, dawg tired.

Ok, so it's taken me two days to write this and I'm tired.