some confustion

Well, at least it isn't just me. Last night we were supposed to bike. ML (formerly known as TNG) arrived late and I was relaxing in the convertible, reading and enjoying the beautiful afternoon air and sun. He arrived, we kissed and began to prepare for our usual 20 mile trek down the trail. Well, Mr. Forgetful discovered he'd left his biking shoes at home. So, I suggested we walk, since we couldn't bike and I didn't have running shoes.

Note to self: do not walk 4+ miles in flip flops. Not even in Nike flip flops. They are not meant for walking distances. I am sporting lovely blisters on the bottom of the ball of each foot. Oh yes, they had to match. Ouch. Actually I got up and walked the dog this morning - went about 2 1/2 miles and they didn't hurt in socks and running shoes. However, flip flops are not comfortable right about now.

There was confusion on my part too. His birthday dinner next Friday will be at his house. While we were chatting and snuggling in Starbucks after our walk, we got things all figured out. Since Thursday is a (jewish) holiday and since I neglected to ask for this week's holiday off, I worked. But, I just did a vacation audit and realized that before the end of the year, I have 9 vacation days, 2 personal holiday2 and 2 floating holidays to take. So...I am going to take Thursday and Friday off next week. That way, I can arrive at ML's house Friday morning and we can cook his birthday dinner together! How much fun will that be? His parents, brother, sis-in-law and their baby, his girls and hopefully his bf and his wife will all be there. It will be great - we will be the hosts and his family will be there to enjoy and celebrate both his and his mom's birthday! We have an entire extra day of the weekend to be together.

We had a really funny conversation yesterday. Since I am taking next Thursday off, I suggested that we go to breakfast together. We were going to meet at his house and go together from there. My brain, of course, is thinking - back to the house afterwards for a little adult fun. Well, ML was totally somewhere else. He said yesterday: "On Thursday, let's meet at the mall, go to the Flying Biscuit for breakfast, leave one car there and head over to the big REI (across town) for their sale." My response: raised eyebrows and, "Well, the honeymoon is over already, huh?" It was rather hilarious, as he was thinking shopping and I was thinking sex. Boy, was that a reversal of stereotypical roles! We did have a really good laugh over it, and I told him that since I was coming over early on Friday anyway, it would be fine to do that on Thursday. Funny, funny, funny.