Well he called me again and said the project he had to help get ready to ship out on Monday was taking longer than originally thought...so maybe he would come home by midnight I thought...
I had already walked in the door from my clients with a handful of Hoecakes, curried greens, and decided I was not through cooking before I knew his plans...I had gotten out pasta, Paccheri, and made two kinds of sauce, his way or my way, and that is how it goes...ask Buff...but the secret plan was not to have to cook Saturday, and maybe talk him into eating out...
In between web surfing, blog surfing, and running back down stairs to check on the sauce...I opened a bottle of chardonnay...had a glass, but then felt like I really was not in the mood...*halt* me not in the mood for wine? hmmmmm
Pasta was done, plated it up, took pics of all the food...turned the TV on...and then at eleven I laid down on the couch and fell asleep! What is my world coming to? I was right about not feeling well...kind of tired out I suppose...woke up at three AM like I have been doing for the past week...I saw hubby's brief case, and jacket...but too tired to put my glasses on...I wake up in the morning, and stumble around...it is quiet...maybe he is in the office...maybe he is down stairs eating his morning ritual cereal and rice milk?
No...no where to be found..."Sweetie...sweetie...swe...", well I be darned a note...'Gone to work', and he might be home by four o'clock in the afternoon.
Should I be happy? I can get on here and surf all I want...no just one today, and post my food tonight...I will be good and he will not even know it!
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