I’m completely aware and very showy in the fact that I have an awesome boyfriend. (He knows this). In in all boyfriend awesomeness spectacular (too much?), he decided to surprise me with a night away last weekend. And being the best boyfriend (ever), he incorporated all my favorite things!
My surprise was a night of camping in Punderson - I was really surprised, well, especially after I realized we wouldn’t be spending the night in a tent so-much-as a kickass camper… with heat. Yes, we also made a campfire in the cold and had S’Mores (then completely chucked the graham cracker sandwich idea and just started eating toasted marshmallows and chocolate). He truly is the best — but not at Monopoly (rematch?). And he still owes me for the King-Kong-like damages to my property on Connecticut Avenue.
In a thankful return, I promise I will not force you to (fake) enjoy hoity-toity restaurants with sauces you cannot pronounce on meat dishes that refuse to even line the bottom of your stomach. I can live on Skyline dip every dinner… except for when it’s taco night. But for this weekend, you will have kielbasa or schnitzel.
End cheesy lovey-dovey filter.
The rest of the weekend was rounded out by a birthday party Saturday night at Put-in-Bay lanes in Lakewood. The jury is still out on this place. It is extremely reminiscent of the ol’ McCarthy’s — and I loathe McCarthy’s. A few weeks ago at the Lanes, I couldn’t wait to leave; this week, I had a pretty good time. Maybe it’s all in the music. And what is the deal with the waste of all those napkins?
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