Sugar, tapioca, and tequila…

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Last night’s festivities included another gathering of the infamous supper club. We decided instead of eating at someone’s house, we were going to attempt to be social out at a restaurant…one that hadn’t been pretested by any of us. We decided to go to Blue Koi, a noodle house in midtown full of hippies and their children. The amount of children was surprising. I just couldn’t imagine sitting Lucy down in a hip restaurant and then attempting to keep her quiet so the artists and doctors and bongo-playing musicians at the next table wouldn’t be disturbed. And I couldn’t imagine offering her this:

Bubble Tea

It’s called bubble tea, a beverage from Taiwan that mixes fruity flavors with SUGAR SOAKED BALLS OF TAPIOCA! Squishy, black, tapioca balls in my drink. And Mikayla’s drink. So we added tequila. Then we added a bit more tequila. And now, everyone in our supper club probably thinks we have major issues. Which we do. But mostly these issues are magnified by accidentally sucking a squishy, black tapioca ball up our huge staws.

Which I just realized sounds a bit dirty.

My man-crush

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He may not dance or sing, but he has very soft hair. Freakishly soft, like petting a bunny or a koala bear. And when I woke up this morning, he was sleeping on the floor outside of our daughter’s room because she’d been up all night teething. He stayed there so I could get some sleep. Worth much more than dancing or singing.

I know, I know

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He’s 19, but so hot! So leave me alone, I’m allowed to have a boy-crush on a kid who sings, dances and has fabulous hair!

hot

Oh, to be a teenager again! And yes, obviously he is too young for me. And obviously I am married and have a kid. But we can all have lists, right? Trent has a list, why can’t I?! And why can’t my list have a 19-year-old in it. I’ve always thought of myself as a bit of a cougar. And he even says, “older women appreciate my eyes.” They do, indeed.

Hi, I’m blonde

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Yesterday I asked the resident web-nerd if he was EVER intending on fixing my website or if he was just going to sit around on his butt playing Nintendo Wii and picking his nose. He informed me that he had already migrated my site a week ago, but thanks for the consideration and DAMN, isn’t he a lucky man to have such a sweet, loving wife.

So, again, hello my faithful readers. I hope you are all reading this and not being retarded like me and spending time over at this site (ugly, isn’t it). I must go as my cable TV seems to be canceled, but for some reason we still get the We channel (aka Vagina TV) and SoapNet and I’m trying to figure out if Felicity is really visiting from the future or if she’s effing crazy.

I need these (and so do you, yes you, Mara!)

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