Thanks!
I love Christmas decorations especially the ones at the AK’s house. This year Little AK added a naked mermaid. Who doesn’t love a naked Christmas? It gets a little chilly, sure, but just turn the heat up and enjoy.
On Sunday RLO and I took Little AK to brunch with us. Her parents were out of town and we naively offered to spend an hour or so with her. Don’t get me wrong, I absolutely love Little AK, but she is a handful.
After brunch we tried to take her to a movie, which she was adamantly against. At that point RLO decided he wasn’t cut out for pseudo parenting, (which we already knew) and dropped us off at my apartment so he could go home and nap. He’s obviously in a heap of trouble and will only be forgive by sneaking in chocolate when we go to see a movie on Wednesday night.
When Little C walked into my apartment the first thing she said was, “It’s going to be very hot in here, I think I’d better take my pants off for this.” I couldn’t help but laugh, since that’s the first thing I do every time I walk in the door, no matter if I have company or not. It was then that I picked her up and gave her a big hug and kiss. It’s the little things kids say that keep you from killing them. I’m convinced of it.
Last night I went over to Mrs. AK’s house for a much needed BFF night. It’s been a tough week. School is kicking my ass, and a comment from a co-worker really got under my skin and pissed me off.
Needless to say, I needed my BFFs and a nice glass of wine.
Little AK was ecstatic to see me, and I was just as happy to see her. I’ve been too busy for BFF night, and man have I missed my second family.
After hugging me for a good five minutes Little AK requested we play in the other room. “Honey let me have a glass of wine first. It makes me soooo much more fun to play with.” She nodded understandably and followed me into the kitchen.
Thirty minutes of bossing RLO around and catching up with Mrs. AK, I turned around to find Little AK pointing her finger at my glass, “Sarah drink your wine right this very second.” And you know what? I did just that. I think it’s important to let kids think that they are in charge on occasion. So for good measure I drank two.
Last night I went to AK and Mrs. AK’s house for dinner and Project Runway/Project Keith reruns. Since RLO wasn’t there to complain I brought Daisy along. How anyone couldn’t love her is beyond me. It just proves he’s not as nice as you guys think.
Little C was thrilled Daisy was there. She dressed her up in the skirt she wore to see High School Musical and chased her around the kitchen with a handful of glitter. Daisy looked at me to save her but i ignored that pleading little puppy face. I wasn’t about to risk Little C wanting to chase me around the kitchen with glitter. I love the hell out of that little girl, but even I have my limits. NO GLITTER without Rlo.
My entire weekend can be summed up in the below two pictures.
A lecture:
From my fake gays:
Seriously, that was my weekend. Throw in a couple bottles of wine, a raging heat-induced headache and that’s it folks.
RLO and I watch Project Runway with AK and Mrs. AK every season. RLO likes to show off his knowledge of the designers and make us feel stupid for not remembering every single detail. I like to drink wine and make fun of RLO for being so involved.
This Wednesday the new season begins. I cannot wait. This season is going to be the best yet. Why you ask? Because our friend Keith made the cut! I don’t know who is more excited me or RLO.
Let’s get Filthy!
Today at lunch AK pulled out his Blackberry and asked me to smile for a picture. I thought it was odd, but assumed he wanted a shot of my Barbie Band-Aid on my chest so he could make fun of me later. It wasn’t until he emailed me the photo I understood why he was taking it. AK knows a good photo opportunity when he sees one.
Last night was BFF night at the AK household. After dinner Rlo and I put Little AK to bed. When the story was finished Rlo went back downstairs. I continued to lie next her for a few more minutes.
While rubbing my back Little AK asked, “Sarah, will you come back and play tomorrow?” “I don’t know sweetie. Keep rubbing my back while I decide.” She continued to rub and asked, “Can Rlo come too? It’s Fathers Day tomorrow… is Rlo a father?” “No, Rlo is our BFF, but he’s not a daddy,” I replied. I could see the confusion in her little eyes when she said, “But Sarah, you always say that Rlo has a Baby Jesus.”
I stifled a giggle and tried to answer her as best I could, “Rlo does have a Baby Jesus, but he’s not a real person.” She looked even more confused than before, and knowing that I’ve done enough damage with the Jesus factor lately, so I wasn’t about to try and clarify. “Honey, I’m going to give you a big hug and kiss, and then go get Rlo so he explain.”
And that’s exactly what I did. Rlo cleans up all my other life messes; why not let him take on this one?
To read my column about attending Utah’s Pride weekend go here. To see the pictures go here. A big thanks to AK who came WILLINGLY and photographed the event. He’s a good friend to have, unless he’s talking incessantly about biking then I’d trade him to someone for a slice of chocolate cake.
I saw this yesterday and it made my day! Thanks to Nina Garin at The San Diego Union-Tribune! Being called the Carrie Bradshaw with a foul mouth is possibly the best thing ever. And sooooo true.