Creamsicle and the Beardless Woodsman: Day 13

This was a nice relaxation day. We slept in (for some reason I woke up at 8:30, I must be getting old) and relaxed most of the day. Vaughn and I went shopping (on Vaughn’s grandpa’s money; just another person I have to thank) with the list that the rest of the family made for dinner stuff that we were gonna grill out. What a f#@$%&* list!! We got lettuce, eggplant, portabella mushrooms, onions, tomatoes, zucchini, red peppers, corn, ribeyes, filet mignons, potatoes, wine, and of course fuzzy navels (the same ones as I had on July 4th, but obviously the ones on July 4th were for the girls and so were these…DEFINITELY not for me). After the massive shopping trip, we came back and relaxed for a bit more and then began the feast for the ages. Even though we did have 8 people to cook for (including the human vacuums that are myself and Vaughnypoo), that list ended up being way too much food. So we didn’t cook the mushrooms or the potatoes, and we didn’t end up doing the salad. But Vaughn did most of the grilling (I would have helped, but messing with Vaughn while he is grilling is like messing with a woman’s radio while she is driving…and I prefer keep all my fingers) and I made a vegetable medley with red peppers, zucchini, onions, tomatoes, feta cheese, garlic, salt and pepper and olive oil. I put them all together in tin foil and put it on the grill for about 10 minutes. The rest of the food was all grilled. As we were cooking, we did the manly thing and Vaughn drank a beer and I had some sort of drink that, for the life of me, I can’t remember what it was, but I know it was really really manly, and it most certainly wasn’t a mixture of peach schnopps and orange juice in a glass bottle with a twist off cap. So we cooked everything in rounds, with the vegetables first and meat last. The meal was absolutely scrumptious, and my fat ass ate way too much (and yet somehow not enough at the same time). We were all tired and lazy after the meal, and nothing much else happened before we went to bed other than ice cream.

"The only time to eat diet food is while you’re waiting for the steak to cook."
-Julia Child

It baffles me why I'm so much more attracted to a girl that can eat and not worry about it. But I am, and it ain't gonna change.