Actually, his birthday isn't until tomorrow, but we always celebrate the weekend before, or the weekend after. Sometimes both.
He's been so sick lately and working so hard, so I wanted it to be a nice, fun weekend for him. Last night was a blast -- our friend R met us in West Hollywood, where we had a wonderful dinner (my treat) and then a Groundlings show (her treat). It was sketch comedy and improv, and we had some laughs, especially when they pulled R up on stage as a participant in one of their sketches. LOL! She was awesome -- of course, they didn't know it, but she's done some theater before, so they chose a real pro!
We've had a bit of an issue at J's house -- unfortunately, the tremendous heat wave drove a bunch of ants indoors, and they have infested his kitchen. For the past couple of weekends, we've seen the little bastards scuttling around the kitchen counters and in the sink; they love water, apparently. Last weekend, we bought some ant traps and J put them out. Well... they backfired. Yeah, they killed some ants, but they also attracted a big swarm of new live ones! Ugh!
So last night after we got home, around 10:45, we decided to watch TV and have dessert. R had given us a box of truffles, and I knew there was a brand-new, unopened bag of Trader Joe's chocolate-dipped macaroons in the cupboard, so I grabbed that and made for the couch with the goodies. I put them on the table, switched on the TV, then picked up the macaroon bag, looking at the TV screen. Then I felt something tickle my hand, and I looked down... and screamed. The bag was teeming with ants, swarming all over the outside of it. J heard me screech, came in and asked what was wrong. I thrust the bag at him and brushed madly at my hands. I'm not scared of ants, per se -- but I hate creepy crawly critters in general, and seeing them
en masse like that in my hands freaked me out. No macaroons for us! He threw the whole bag in the sink to rinse off the ants, then pitched it in the trash. Oh well. The truffles were yummy.
Since we were seated in a patio section in the restaurant, we had a table of smokers next to us. And the theater was frigidly cold. Unfortunately, that combination affected J's healing lungs and kicked his cough back into gear, and, annoyed with ants and coughing his brains out, he went to bed. Not the best end to the evening, but stuff happens. However, the good news is, he got a good night's sleep and was feeling fine this morning. So we went to breakfast (my treat again), and I gave him the presents I had for him. He seemed very happy with everything.
Now, if he could just get rid of those ****ing ants! Stubborn little things. He might have to do some serious spraying, or call an exterminator. It's always something with a house, isn't it? Personally, I'm glad I don't have one!
Speaking of birthdays, a shout-out to D, whose birthday is
today! Hope it was a good one, sweetie.
Wish we could have had you with us for a birthday foursome at dinner and the show. Remember what a blast the four of us had at my 50th?
Hope everyone had a great weekend! Back to reality this week, although I have another lunch with my stepmom and my dad's old friend to look forward to, and then finally, finally, another Lair date with C & C next weekend. Yay!!