Whew.

Yesterday was, indeed, two days in one.  There has been scuttlebutt of a job offer in a completely different industry, and yesterday was so harried and crazy that I almost called and said, “I don’t care what the terms are.. HIRE ME.”

But I didn’t.  And today is another day.

I cooked a fabulous meal last night while Bryan cut the grass.  We are so domestic.  I kept ogling him while he was mowing.  I just think it’s so hot when a man does yardwork.  I guess I’m a pretty base animal that way.  After dinner, we visited Rave to see SuperBad.. which I wasn’t impressed with, sadly.  I so LOVED Knocked Up and really hoped it would be that knee-slapping funny, but it just wasn’t. (To me.  I’ve been told that it touches a very male funny bone.) I was, however, completely enthralled by the raw acting chops of a certain McLovin.  I never tire of new talent on the screen, and he made me laugh a lot.

What I did enjoy last night was the thrill of a date night in the middle of the week.  As stupid as that sounds, we were giddy like teenagers again.  We had the theatre to ourselves, practically, and the requisite cherry coke and candy only added to the high.  We sat up at the very top, and cuddled, and nuzzled, and just enjoyed eachother.

Then we came home and recorded our first podcast.  Isn’t that exciting?  Now, what do we do with it?  The new MacBook has some awesome software called GarageBand, which I took to like a fish to water (it is JUST like what we used in radio), but it only saves in a .band format.  Which ISN’T A REAL FORMAT.  I’m going to play with it more tonight (I’m not quite done cleaning it yet), and hopefully I’ll have had some .band to .mp3 revelation by then.

Because Lord forbid you people be spared our ramblings.