Monday, December 28, 2009
Marriage 201, Lecture 38: Turning into a pumpkin
Last night, SH used the second of his four Christmas coupons from last year to take me to Joey's Mob Scene to hear him sing. SH is a fabulous singer and I love to listen to him and the only problem with going out with him is
1. I hate staying up late
2. I hate cigarette smoke
3. I don't drink*
4. They let other people besides SH sing, some of whom, bless their hearts, are not - ahem - blessed in the voice department
But SH promised we would not "stay out late" so at 9:30, off we went. After half an hour, he sang twice, finished his beer. We sat through some good singers and a really, really bad singer who sang a really really bad song.**
Then SH BOUGHT ANOTHER BEER.
And I said, "You bought ANOTHER BEER?"
SH takes a teeny, tiny sip of his beer just to annoy me.
And he said, "Yes."
And I said, "But you said we wouldn't stay out late!"
And he said, "It's not late. It's only 11:00."
And I said, "That's past late. That's late thirty. By the time you finish that beer, it will be past midnight. I thought we were going to leave as soon as you sang again."
And he said, "Midnight is not late. Besides, you said, 'As late as I want.'"
* I'd rather consume my recreational calories in the form of butter and bacon, thank you very much.
** Me: Is this a test of my love?
*** He did let me pick all of his songs. He sang
The Last Waltz
Cruising (with Heather, who also sings beautifully)