I enjoy a good double entendre. And a good addendum. Three things have transpired since earlier this morning that I feel compelled to share.
First, Kate and I had dinner at Guapo's tonight (delicious!). But we foolishly did not check the weather. Well, let's rephrase that. I foolishly did not check the weather, which I almost compulsively do every day. Mostly before I walk to work to double check that I will not need to swim there. So today, rather than check weather.com, I decided to look out the window. Sunny, yet cool I surmised. Which was totally accurate. Until we leave dinner and it's raining slash sleeting. Talk about a mellow harsher. A mile in the rain and sleet was not really what I was looking for to put a cap on my evening.
Secondly, and I'm totally not embarrassed to admit that this was the most exciting part of my day, Kate and I also decided to watch Dexter. Which was not the best part, but in order to appreciate the best part, you need a bit of background. And here it is. When we watch shows together, I frequently ask questions about what we're watching, which is humorous for two reasons. 1. Kate refuses to answer any questions you may ask about a show you are watching that she has already watched. 2. I always ask questions 7.583 seconds before their answer is given on the show. So imagine my joy and surprise when Kate tells me we can start to watch season 4 of Dexter and she'll tell me the rest of season 3. The real best part, though? How extremely overexcited I got when Kate told me that and how my extreme over-excitement (shouting "Are you going to tell me?!" while over-enthusiastically tapping her arm) scared the crap out of our waitress. Seriously. She avoided us for approximately the next 5 minutes. The funniest part is that it wasn't even something really important or serious. Just a summary of a t.v. show. I'm so pathetic.
Lastly, I had two prescriptions filled yesterday for this super intense cough medicine. Today, I took the daytime one when I got up, as you would expect. It's an 8 hour medicine and I meant to take the second dose before I went to work, but just got carried away with a lot of different things, and forgot to. So as Kate and I are talking I tell her I plan to go home and take my second dose of day time medicine and then take the codeine cough medicine before I go to bed. And I also include my plan to possibly take a dose and a half of the codeine medicine since I still had trouble sleeping last night. (Please note: this is not an exaggeration. That's really how intense this shit is.) Kate, Practical Kate, as I like to call her, encourages me to NOT do that. She's like "Um, I would really prefer that you NOT start the weekend off with an overdose". I mean, I can see where she's coming from with that. An overdose would really be a pretty serious downer. I'm picking up what she's putting down. And in deference to Kate, and my mom, who was also pretty appalled by my plan, I decided to just take half the daytime medicine and the normal amount of codeine, so as to prevent kicking the weekend off with an overdose. Now I just have to watch Tudors until Libb come home since she forgot her keys. Again.
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