Working Hard
One year and three months ago tomorrow I quit smoking. For those of you that have smoked you know how hard it is to quit, especially early on in the non smoking process. About one year, two months and two weeks ago I was at a party, drinking heavily and was complaining that all I wanted was a cigarette. Everyone around me was encouraging and told me that I could do it, just have a glass of water, blah blah blah and GB promised that if I could get to three months he would make me a fabulous dinner.
Well I have made it to one year and three months and I will be having the meal of a lifetime tomorrow evening. GB has been tolling away in the kitchen for a few hours now and I have been very good and stayed out of the way. He wants it to be a surprise, but that is kind of tough as we live in the same house, but I am really trying.
I have noticed a bottle of sparkling wine in the fridge and a new bottle in the wine rack – but I am not looking at it I swear – Okay from here I think it is port but I won’t go look. I even cleaned, dusted and vacuumed my room as a way to distract myself. I promise faithful readers that will share everything about the dinner on Monday.
In other news GB has his Champagne birthday later this month – where the date you were born and the age you are turning are the same – and we decided today that we are going to throw a house party next week. I love our house parties, partially because they are fun and it is a great way to see everyone we know but, also because the last two times we have had parties at the house I have picked up. Now there is no guarantee that this will happen again, and really it should be GB because it is his birthday but the possibility for either one of us to get some at a house party is so much fun to think about.
Must run for now as GB, CMG and I are going to a gay rodeo dance this evening. It is always a good time and I don’t know anywhere else that you can hear Rick Astley, Trisha Yearwood and Kelly Clarkson all in one night, heck you can hear that all in one hour. Now where is my Stetson …
Kisses
TSG
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