Saturday, January 25, 2014

I'm scared to know where this is going


"When I'm good, I'm very good.  When I'm bad, I'm better." ~~Mae West

Every Friday night K and I have our date night out.  It's always dinner and then maybe a bookstore visit or shopping this weeks Big Sale before the crush on Saturday, etc.   The funniest thing is, we live in the heart of restaurant country, there are literally 100+ places to eat within a couple of miles of home, yet we have trouble picking one.  

Every cuisine you can imagine is somewhere in the vicinity, but somehow we have a hard time picking a place we can both agree on.  One thing that is always high on my list but is always poo-pooed by K is barbecue.  I love a plain 'ol simple barbecue joint.  She says she always comes out smelling like wood smoke.


I have no idea why she thinks that.  I tell her it's all in her head, but she's adamant....NO BARBECUE!  If I want barbecue I have to go there by myself when she's over visiting her mama or working a little late. 

Last night she came home from work and I asked her, "What sounds good for dinner tonight?"  I'm expecting a half hour of, "How about Romano's?"  

"No."  

"OK then, how about Anamias?"  

"No.  Maybe Jasons?"

Instead, the first words out of her mouth were, "How about barbecue?"


OMG....OMG!  What has she done?  Did she wreck the car?  Did she run up a gazillion dollar charge on her credit card buying books on Amazon?  (She already has a dozen or more unread ones waiting in line.)  I know....she's wanting to drag me to some Star Wars convention?

  
Then she said, "And Saturday evening the Northampton Saints (my favorite rugby team) are playing [some French team] in a Heineken Cup match and it's gonna be on TV!"

Oh Dear God....this is worse than I thought.  WHAT IS SHE UP TO?

So far we've had some great barbecue and I bought a new Car magazine at the bookstore last night.  That's it.  She hasn't tipped her hand yet. 

I'm scared.  

Stay tuned.

S



21 comments:

  1. That is a very funny post. Good luck.

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  2. You are right to be worried. Hmmm...pregnant? Mother visiting...Child moving back home...missed health insurance payment...so many things to worry about.

    Funny post...but I am concerned for you. OMG...Do you know where your remote is?

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    1. I'm standing in a corner now. Do I dare go to sleep tonight?

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  3. Something is definitely lurking out there. But, good bbq is worth it.

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  4. Scott, just tell her she smells like barbecue after being in such a joint and that's what makes her even more desirable than normally. You both will win. I gare-awn-tee!

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    1. Eau de BBQ, eh? I see the possibilities. Thanks. :)

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  5. Very funny post. I get nervous when the tit for tat balance gets off balance also. Hope whatever comes up is not too painful.

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  6. Yeah I'd definitely be suspicious. It sounds like she's definitely up to something. Then again this whole 'buttering up the hubs' trick has never happened to me, so... maaaayybee she's just being nice?

    p.s. would i be correct in assuming your 'lowandslow' moniker has to do with bbq?

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    1. No Chris, I've always had an interest in aviation. The old open cockpit ones that flew low and slow in particular.

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    2. Right...because your blog is called Flight Plan. Duh...I should have noticed that.

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    3. on the other hand....he's rather good at the "other" kind of low and slow [insert wink here]

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  7. Have you somehow convinced her that you're dying? You aren't, are you. I hope she isn't keeping something from us. I need my daily dose of Flight Plan.

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    1. No Steve. I'm pretty sure I'm still hitting on all cylinders. :)

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  8. Every now & then I realize that Mike works way harder to make me happy than I do to make HIM happy, so I try to do something to even things out.

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  9. Hmmmm...you guys seem to be very perceptive when a significant other suddenly acts a certain way.

    All I need to do is cook lentil soup twice in a week, and Dave will immediately ask, "Are you saving up for a new camera?"

    Keep us posted!

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  10. LOL. I was just trying to be nice....and the sweater I was wearing needed dry cleaning anyway so it didn't matter if I smelled like BBQ or not.

    He didn't tell you the funniest part of the whole Friday night date...

    So I ordered the Friday special - pulled pork, pork sausage with 2 sides [I chose mac n cheese and fried okra because I don't get much fried okra in my life] and sweet tea that was so sweet it made my fillings scream for mercy.

    First bite of sausage covered in DIckey's BBQ sauce and I about choked to death - I think I turned a funny color because Scott did ask me if I needed help. About a minute after I resumed breathing I splashed that BBQ sauce on the white sweater....oh well LOL.

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  11. This made me giggle.. I can see Marcel thinking those exact same things- haha..

    Maybe she was just feeling generous and wanting to spoil you :)

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