Naughty: I wore the dress.
Nice: With Sally Hansen Lavender Cloud peeking out of black peep-toe heels, a nude ruffled bag, my gold reindeer necklace, rather un-dramatic smoky eyes, and my date in pink, the overall effect was surprisingly nice. And the Spanx did wonders.
Eric’s reactions to the dress?
Nice: Turns out, Eric’s boss and his wife are from Michigan! I immediately felt like I had found my people. Later I asked Eric if it was weird that I wanted to be friends with his boss’s wife, even though she’s older than I am, has two kids, and works for her church. I just felt like we had a bond.
Naughty: They invited us to go to go to a bar after hanging out at the party for a little while. The group’s conversation was so outrageous and funny — it all started when his hilarious lesbian co-worker began telling us how she teaches men how to please women by drawing a diagram — and we just cracked up the entire time.
Nice: Eric’s boss’s wife came up to me as Eric was closing our tab and asked me if I really had to work the next morning or if we were just offended by the bawdy conversation. I love when people do this (it happens more than you’d think!). I need to find a tactful way to say, “Oh, you have no idea how filthy my mind is.”
Naughty: While that conversation was taking place, Eric was getting chatted up by a toothless older woman. What is it about him that brings all the MILF-wannabes to the yard?!
Nice: I loved my dress and heels but I sometimes think the best part about dressing up is getting home and putting on your comfy clothes (especially with your hair and make-up still done). I put on my new plaid boxers and got under the covers.
And then strongly suggested Eric make me a sandwich.
Naughty: I cannot sleep when I’ve been drinking. I tossed and turned and woke up way too early, feeling like crap.
Nice: I convinced Eric to go out for breakfast…
Naughty: …and then we had a ridiculous argument about where to go to eat. When you find yourself sighing, “No…it’s fine. We can try the diner. I mean, I really wanted a bagel this morning, but it’s cool…” and your boyfriend snaps back “Fine! We’ll just go to FUCKING PANERA!” to which you respond, “Why did we even come out for breakfast? Let’s just forget it. I’ll just drive through McDonald’s or something and you can just eat cereal at home”….you know that everyone just needs to go back to bed.
Nice: The food at the diner we ended up trying for the first time was delicious and coffee really helped the situation.
Naughty: Right after breakfast, I had to pick up decorations for the photo studio and then head right in to work because we were hosting a holiday party.
Nice: Despite not exactly being in the mood for this, running around getting ready for the party actually zapped my hangover before the party even began. It went by quickly and then I was able to put on my yoga pants and go back to Eric’s place for a chill night in.
Naughty: I celebrated making it through the long day by watching the recent episode of South Park involving Food Network and the Shake Weight. I love that show, but this episode was a particular type of gem. Oh and from here on out, HJs shall be known as “an Old-Fashioned.” Seriously, even if you don’t normally watch South Park, find this episode OnDemand or watch it online in a couple weeks. It was so funny!
Nice: Made spaghetti for dinner.
Naughty: Had waffles and bacon with — spiked! — egg nog for breakfast Sunday morning.
Nice: Spent most of the day catching up on work, e-mails, and holiday shizz. (My Christmas cards are designed and ordered!)
Naughty: Spent a good hour reading “Cosmo” and starting conversations that went along the lines of, “Question. Do you…want to put your dick in my armpit?” based on the “60 Things You Can Do to Him Without Using Your Hands” article.
Nice or Naughty? After the breakfast meltdown on Saturday, when he was strictly anti-Panera, Eric said last night, “I’m not trying to start shit, but I could really go for Panera right now.”
How was your weekend? Naughty or nice??