Glenoaks Invitational
Tomorrow, bright and early, we will join our good friends Bryan and Tim for a round of golf. Nine holes. At an actual course! Albeit municipal. My first time, T’s second! Everyone’s better than me. Tim, especially, is a golf demi-god as far as I’m concerned, and has been playing since he was in the womb. We’re working on convincing him to go pro, but he’s shy. Anyway, I know I will be the worst one, and I don’t think they’re even giving me a handicap, but it’s okay, because I am fully prepared to go with the “It’s my first time and I’m only a girl” excuse. I may even force a blush.
Nope, I have no shame at all.
T’s birthday is next week. I have nothing planned. I suck.
I bought myself a 16gb purple ipod Nano. (And yet I have no gift for T…) It’s very cute and shiny. I am, however, so lazy I have only bothered to transfer my collection of Red Hot Chili Peppers and the Hana Yori Dango soundtrack onto it. For many people, 16gb is a mere pittance, but considering I’ve been using the first generation 4gb ipod this entire time, 16 is four times as much! 
I don’t have enough music to fill it. And since my other ipod still works, it seems rather dumb of me to put the same exact stuff onto it. I feel as if I should plan better. Really organize what I want in the new ipod, rather than chucking everything that has a decent beat into it. But after coming off wedding picture organization, the idea of sorting through anything is immediately coma-inducing.
Now I’m off to be a good little housewife and start dinner. Personally, I’m feeling unmotivated and would be happy with a quick bowl of cereal and a banana… but no… being in a relationship means having to take care of that other person and feeding them proper. *rolls eyes*
Hehe.
T actually takes very good care of me and submits himself to my lazy whims so that I never really cook when I don’t feel up to it. Plus, he ends up cooking half the food anyway, because I have no time management and nothing is ever ready by the time he comes home from work. See? It’s 6:49PM right now, and he’ll be home in about 45 minutes, but I haven’t thawed the pork chops or washed the snow peas yet… So guess who’ll be cooking those up?
I will say that it’s good we don’t have children right now. I somehow think our children would be very chubby or very skinny… and either way it’d be because I wasn’t feeding them right… This is why I love teddy bears. All they need are hugs and they’re good for the rest of the day.
