So.... what's for supper?
I am going to be a very bad boy this weekend. T is on a business trip.
She will be so upset if she knew (she does in her heart but doesn't want to believe) but...
Tonight... chicken cheesesteak and a side order of fries delivered by my favorite pizza joint.
Tomorrow...hot pepper pizza from the same place.
The next night...Elios pizza (really bad but really good).
Got some rocky road ice cream.
Got some spicy nacho chips.
Oh boy!
The bigger issue is not getting into her special wine. Problem is...I don't which it is.
If I survive this debauchery...T is going to kill me anyway.
I don't think taking care of her plants while she is gone will save me.
All is well if I'm posting on Tuesday.
No need for suggestions as to how to assuage her feelings. 40 years have told me just to take my licking.