Sunday, June 22, 2008
Sunday Nights
Sunday nights are the nights when I realize I'm a tinge lonely. I'm not overall lonely. I'm very happy and many times crave to be by myself. But there's something about Sunday nights that make me wish I had someone to share them with. Pretend boyfriend-tonight we'd be having salad and "special" porkchops seasoned with onions, garlic, paprika, and cilantro.
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I will totally be your boyfriend if you make me those porkchops... I'll even bring flowers and give you a foot massage
Oh no... I've crossed that uncomfortable line again. Dammit, Tobi!
Thanks for the offer Tobi. Too bad you're female and married. I think this is just the hand I've been delt.
I'd do it too.
Are you saying that hanging out with a married couple all the time is not fufilling enough? ;-)
You need to make these porkchops for us... They sound delicious.
hey, J - your prince called-- said sorry for the delay, but he had to figure some things out. oh and there was a family thing. plus, the horse got sick. and, you know, there's that detour. but wanted you to know he is a comin'.
p.s. oh, and I feel like I have spent most of my life trying to avoid sunday night dread. dread of going back to school or work. sorrow that the weekend is over. I try not to let it infect all of Sunday night, just knowing that it all has to come to an end, but sometimes it creeps up, up, up and takes over way more mental space and time than it should be allowed to, damnit! just thought I'd share that b/c, for what it's worth, even with someone there with ya, Sunday nights sometimes still kinda suck.
but I do hear ya.
Thanks everyone :) Kate-thanks for the message...hope he's true to his word!
Tobi, Cody, Madelyn-thanks for grabbing some ice cream with me!
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