Something has happened that hasn’t happened for me in years.
When I went to bed last night, the clock read 11:43 p.m. MJ and I had planned on having a few beers, playing a one-on-one game of strip poker and then defiling each other. But the bride and groom showed up at the hotel and needed some help with various items, so obviously we pitched in and did whatever we could. Plus it was great to see them and hang out since we hadn’t been able to visit with them since Christmas.
After they left, we went to bed…and didn’t wake up until 8:30 a.m.!!!!!!!
That may not sound like news to some of you, but I haven’t had 9 hours of uninterrupted sleep since well before Will was born. If it’s not the baby, it’s the dog waking me up and my body has been conditioned to thrive on just a few hours of sleep at a time. I nearly wet myself with joy when I saw the clock radio telling me what time it was. In fact, I was so happy I woke MJ up to tell her. That was not smart.
Also, I expanded my horizons last night by trying Thai food for the first time. You need to know that I’m a VERY boring eater. I like my burgers plain, I hate anything spicy, I eat cheese pizza, etc. I am the most dull eater on the planet. But MJ likes exotic, spicy, crazy food and so does her dad. So they decided Thai food was the answer, which meant I secretly dreaded the experience and was already formulating a plan to run out to Wendy’s afterward so I could actually eat.
But little did I know, it was fantastic! Of course, I ordered the non-spicy stuff but I had pad thai with mushrooms, chicken and shrimp and it was absolutely delicious. The only downside was admitting that I liked it, which only gives MJ more reason to keep pushing me to try new things. She’s so annoying when she’s right.
But of course, this post wouldn’t be complete with a complaint about New Jersey. And that complaint is:
YOU CAN’T TAKE A LEFT TURN IN THIS FRICKIN STATE!!!
Seriously, there are no left turns. Everything is a divided highway and you need to take a right on a designated U-turn road if you want to turn around. Between that and not being able to pump your own gas, I want to stab someone in the heart with a trident!
Tonight is the rehearsal dinner and our good friends Alicia & Vic are coming from North Carolina and staying in the hotel room with us. They have a son (my godson) 10 months older than Will and they are both terrific and looking forward to getting shitfaced and crazy. Vic is in the Army and so hit up the base’s liquor store (tax free baby!) and is bringing Wild Turkey and several other bottles of liquor that will surely be the death of me over the next two days.
Could the Daddy Files see it’s first “drunk post?” Stay tuned.