weekly dinner

Today at work I called Drew to confirm dinner tonight. We try to get together once a week (when we can) for dinner and cards as I mentioned a few days ago. Usually we end up going to Drew’s apartment, he cooks pasta or burgers and we help out with setting the table and other minor pieces of prep. Drew always makes us brownies. These are killer brownies. Yes they’re out of a box, but he adds something. I don’t really know what and I don’t really want to know what, but they taste absolutely fantastic. But they’re heavy as shit.

Anyway, I digress. So a few days ago when we talked I said maybe I’d bake cookies this week since Drew and Al didn’t get a lot the last batch. There was some talk of doing dinner at our place, but I thought (thought being the key word) we were still doing it at Drew’s, and I’d just bring cookies.

Back to the phone conversation with Drew. I tell him I just wanted to confirm dinner tonight. He says yeah what time do you want us over? Oh shit. Apparently dinner is at my place tonight. So I scramble to call Chris and verify that it’s ok if we have the guys over. We madly scramble to figure out what the hell we’re going to make. Settle on Chris making hamburgers and me making twice-baked potatoes. And then of course the cookies which I’d made (but not baked) last night.

Luckily my co-worker didn’t come into work today, just worked from home. And my boss as well as people who sit across from me are out of town for business. So I took off at 3:30 to head to the grocery store and start on those potatoes. I make 8 – yes 8 – potatoes. I clean up. During the potatoes Al calls Chris and tells us he’s not coming after all for a variety of reasons, one of which being not feeling well. I made 8 potatoes… seriously… and these potatoes take about 1.5-2 hours to make. And I had cookies.

So Drew came over and had dinner with Chris and I. But by then, due to the fact I cooked and whatnot, I was just tired, hungry, and cranky. So it wasn’t very much fun and I’m just in kind of a shitty ass mood. Drew just left, and here I sit. Hope Al is feeling better so we can hang out and drink tomorrow night. I seriously need to go to bed early tonight. I’m so tired.

Chris and I all asleep in completely different ways. Not usually too much of a problem, except since he’s sick he has a really hard time falling asleep. I like the lights off, no TV on, etc. Chris likes the light on and the TV on. Not good! The only way I’m ok with the TV is if the volume is really really really low. I can fall asleep that way, but if I can hear all of the words completely with no problem I cannot sleep. Leave the light on on top of that and it’s hopeless. It’ll go back to normal when he’s feeling better, but meanwhile I’m absolutely exhausted.

And I’m bored.

(indecision)