Okay, I'll admit it, I'm not the best cook in the world. If I had to rank myself I'd be in the same ranking of others who can cook well enough to survive. It seems to be that I can cook really well when I'm put on the spot. For example, Thanksgiving dinner or any other large family gathering that I may be hosting. I'll make sure that all of my ingredients are fresh and the best, I'll labor with love over the meal. Not so much if I'm just cooking for myself or even if I'm just cooking for myself and the girls, we eat to survive not really to savor the flavor. What kind of mommy am I? LOL
Heck, if I cook an awesome meal and get complimented on it then I'm surprised too. And lately it seems I do more cooking at my X's house than at my own. Not sure why that is but it happens and I don't mind. He compliments my cooking and I think that may be a reason why I go over there. I feel appreciated for my service and I don't want him to talk about me so I do as best I can. What a sap I am, I don't think I cared that much about it when we were married, or did I? And if I were to be really honest with myself, I would have to say that I enjoy making sure that he eats a nice healthy meal...I like taking care of him and it doesn't matter that we're not a couple anymore. I enjoy his company still...Hmm, it really is the little things in life that make it interesting.
Anyways, this week was awesome for me because I did something out of the ordinary for me. I went out with friends and family, stayed out late until the wee hours of the morning, laughed, relaxed and was able to just be myself and not have to worry about anything. It was awesome (I said that once, I'll try not to use that word again. LOL) and I'm looking forward to doing it more often. I found myself in a rut and I think that was part of my problem. It sucks to be bored. I didn't want to read a book, I'd looked at all the movies in my collection and wasn't interested in seeing any new movies yet, and I'm always on the internet so that wasn't exciting anymore either. I'm not by any means a party animal, I don't want to hang out at the club every weekend. Actually I don't want to club at all, I didn't like it when I was 20 something and I'm pretty sure I won't like it now that I'm closer to 40. Just being out gave me that breath of fresh air I needed.
So within two days I got to see some old sights and some new sights, the weather was beautiful both days. I went to Belle Isle (took some pics and drove around the island just looking at the sights), to the casino (MotorCity and MGM Grand) played a few machines with some change, had some dinner, took some more pics and then it was time for me to come back to everyday life and handle business on about six hours of sleep between the two days. Oh yeah, I was living the life. And speaking of life it's time for me to go and pick up the furry boy. Love my doggie. He stays with my ex but due to his work schedule it's easier for me to pick the furry one from doggy daycare and it gives me something to do with my life. So I'm outta here until next time.