About last night

I actually stayed up late last night and woke up early today. Of course, an afternoon nap probably helped in the being able to stay up late bit, but slowly I'm returning to full strength and my old bitchy ways. It's nice to be feeling a little better, I still feel like I've been run over by a Mac truck, but this too shall pass.

I went to Smile's house for dinner last night, she made beef stroganoff, salad, and these delicious cupcakes!(Today is her daughter's second birthday.) Everything was so good! She sent me home with some left over lasagne from the night before, that will be my lunch today. She can cook, no question about that! After dinner I went to the Brew House to meet with the artist working on my collar, I get wet just thinking about his place over there...He's got all of the fun toys and has made them all himself. I finally got to meet his girlfriend last night, she's alright, but she's no hottie! Here he is ready to pick up and move clear across the country with her, and of course, I desire him in the worst way. I seem to always want what I can't have, now don't I? If I could have him, I probably would just use him for awhile and then discard one broken artist, so, for his sake, it's better that he's got a girl, you could say he's protected. I've learned my lesson, no more men that are already taken! After I finished picking out the pieces of silver that I want on my set, I showed them my New Rocks which I knew they would appreciate. His girlfriend was in love with them, he studied them for a few minutes and was able to pick out all of the seams in the metal and how they were constructed. I'm sure that it's just a matter of time before he adds boots to his repetoir. I wish I would have had the balls to approach him when I first met him two years ago, things may have been different. When I was done with him, I went to visit Sarah-do for a little while. We smoked a few cigs, bullshitted about our lives, and she made promises of showing me apartments. I started to fall asleep on her couch, so I knew it was time to head home. When I finally made it home, I spoke to my hubby for awhile, it was nice. Kind of like old times when he used to wait up for me after working at the bar, with a fatty rolled and ready, and conversations about everything. I miss those nights.

Well, I've been over here long enough, I must get showered and start my day.