Sundays are Fundays!

We had the best sunday night last night. The best in a long while anyway!

First of all, are you ready for a major milestone? An accomplishment? Aaron and I managed to clean our entire apartment (and did a damn fine job, may I add) without getting into a single fight. Right?!?!? You see, cleaning makes us both grumpy pants, and very often the pressure to get it all done makes us stressed and surly and short-tempered. Yesterday, however, despite waiting till sunday and putting all the pressure down to the wire, we were able to remain cheerful and blithe and productive.

There was a close call once, when I returned from Truchhi's and was putting groceries away, when Aaron had sat down for a moment and I said: "it's almost 3 o'clock, we don't have alot of time." And he reacted with a distinctly snippy: "I know what time it is Beth!"

that was close. normally that tone of voice just sets me the fuck off. this time,however, my nice side won out over my Irish side and I chillaxed, let the guy rest, and went about my biz.

And he was awesomesauce. For the record, between saturday night while I was babysitting the Nattlebug and sunday morning, aaron cleaned almost every single dish, pot, pan, and utensil in our whole goddamn house. Super impressive. I married a miracle worker.

And I am a fucking whiz at cleaning bathrooms and stoves, so, kudos to me. um, btw, my guests didn't even USE the bathroom, much to my dismay. lol. I was super proud of how glistening it was! I mean, hands and knees people. sparkling.

And on to the real reason why it was such an awesome sunday: the company.

A&D&babyZ came over! Woot woot! So awesome. It was pretty chill. we had good eats (except for some subpar tortilla chips, and the fact that I forgot the guacamole and had no sour cream! ay ay ay), good convo, good laughs, and really fucking good sangria. My knees and toes were tingling after the first delicious glass so I kept going!

Later it occurred to me that i never got a chance to hold the baby, who was such a perfect bean all night-- she's definitely her parents' daughter in that she enjoys social situations, i think-- and I was sad. But then i laughed into my eighth glass of sangria and thought to myself: After you kept dropping and spilling things your friends were probably reticent to let you hold their one-month old. heeeheeheee.

i really wasn't drunk though, just pleasantly tipsy, which I just don't do often. So it was nice.

Our awesome friends brought us THE BEST LAMP EVER (picture coming soon I hope!)- in the perfect shade of green, which is the color we wish to start incorporating into our orange-dominated color scheme.  Maybe one day we will be able to do something awesomesauce like this!:

ALSO this amazing cast iron Rachel Ray pan (we have the whole rachel ray starter set as well as some accessories, so this was a PERFECT addition. Matching orange handle! Aaron cannot wait to make some paninis! Send your recipes!), some delightfully green washcloths, and the best ramekins in the world!

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= Splendid. 

I mean really.  The man has been pining for a rectangular skillet for so long.  And these folks remembered?  They are incredibly good listeners.  also aaron repeats himself alot.  ALOT.  but still, awesome listeners and very, very thoughtful gift buyers.  BTW!  We do not require gifts!  are you listening Danielle?  We love you and don't need rewards for doing things for you guys!  Heeeheeehee, thanks though, cuz we really love the gifts you gave us. lol.

We are so blessed.

I hope they felt sufficiently thanked by our delicious balsamic strawberries and Aaron's mouth-watering quesadillas! Quite literally the best quesadilla I've ever experienced. Only thing that would have made them better was guac and sour cream. my bad. Next time!

We were sad when they had to go. I believe Zoe would have liked to stay longer, she's got the night owl and party animal gene, but her parents were responsible and brought her home for bed. We wished they could have stayed all night!

Then, though, after they'd gone and we cleaned up the kitchen (yeah, I know, can you even believe that? Thank aaron, he's the one who once again did the dishes whilst I clumsily put away leftover food and whatnot.), dragged our awesome orange chairs over to the hearth (tv in this case, the thing that has replaced the hearth in most american homes), and fired up the Wii!!

YUP! We finally broke-in our new mario game and it is BANANAS! So fun! It was fun to play a game with my husband. My motor skills however, which are questionable even at my best, were notbly sluggish and erratic due to the sangria, which was cute for a while but got increasingly frustrating as we went along. 

We decided to call it quits before my constant jumping off of cliffs or running smack into goombas beame too terribly annoying.

It was a great night. We went up to bed, All liquored up, which is unbeatable, had a fun time there, and fell asleep sooooo very, very happy.

thank heavens for good friends. I feel such love in my heart. And contentedness. Enough to armor me against what promises to be a hell week truly deserving of that pet name? i hope so. as a result of my fun shenanigans last night (well, and my complete laziness on saturday) i'm walking into work completely under prepared. But at least i'm feeling relaxed and cheerful about it!

And I think I ought to drink sangria every weekend. just sayin.