So Far, So Good!

So far the new year has treated the G's pretty well! Miss G, as per usual, stayed home with the kittehs on New Year's Eve to give Boy G a chance to go out with the rest of the amateur drunks! It worked out perfectly, since he had been invited to ring in the new decade with FABULOUS friends Tom and John. Tom spent most of the eve prepping and cooking the requisite foods for luck and money, while John spent most of the night filling glasses for himself and others, as evidenced but the photo below! Certainly no one went thirsty at this party!
Boy G apparently spent most of the evenining copping photo ops with Houston's least eligible non-bachelor, the uber-handsome and extremely friendly BR!!!
Photo op #1:

Photo op #2:

Photo op #3:

And this was just on Boy G's camera! I know there were many, many more!!! Can ya blame him!

Of course, uber-cutie is waaaaay off limits, because he is betrothed to the equally FABULOUS and ultra-fun Miss Meg, mother of the other super cutie, Baby Jack (not pictured; past his bedtime!) They are the most adorable family in the gayborhood! (wrong Jack in this picture!)

Boy G copped quite a few photo ops with Mrs. R as well, along with resident baybays Gretchen (t) and Toby (b). (These are photo references, not sexual labels.) We didn't get into all that. Although, according to Boy G, Miss Gretchen has breath that comes in somewhere between "sewer gas" and "Fat Bastard farts"! That doggie needs Orbit®! Just sayin'!

Boy G actually made it until midnight, because he heard that Dick Clark was going to count down the last 10 seconds, and Boy G thought he might have meant not "of the 00's" but "of his life", so it seemed historic. But, as Carson Daly droned and bored and pimped and preened into the new year, Boy G finally realized something: "we're on the wrong fuckin' channell!"

Oh, well!! By that point it was time to wander home and get some rest so Boy G could spend the day with 2 of his favorite people on Earth: "the Lesbians!"

Happy New Year, one and all!

RUT!

The Gingers are badly stuck in one! Boy Ginger goes to work every day, and comes home feeling tired and drained. He typically naps with the kitties, and eats his Nutrisystems, planning on being a good boy and going to bed early. But then Miss Ginger opens her bottle of pinot grigio, drinks the whole thing while playing "Bejeweled Blitz", and then they go to bed and wake up later than they should the next day. Lather. Rinse. Repeat. Ad nauseum. To the point of exhaustion!

Today Boy G decided to be industrious and powerwash the crud off the back porch. Here in Texas, green slime grows on any exterior concrete surface where moisture collects, both in the early spring and the early fall. (I'm betting the power washer was invented in South Texas!) Anyho, when he goes out to get started, he discovered the back side of the house, and the patio, and the deck, are covered with millions of these little tiny caterpillars! Miss G insisted that they not be killed, because she was SURE they would metamorphasize into GLORIOUS butterflies, but Boy G wasn't convinced. Those little shits couldn't ever have amounted to much of a butterfly, they were only about a quarter of an inch long! An exhaustive internet search revealed nothing, but Boy G pretty much convinced our girl they were moth larvae, so she allowed him to spray them with insecticide. Once the pests were gone, the powerwashing began, but it stopped suddenly when the pump froze up. Oye, vey! Off to Lowes for a new machine, and then back home to finish the job.

And that, dear 'snaps, is pretty much Miss G's excitement for the weekend! She has GOT to get out of this rut, but she really can 't even be bothered to go out in Houston! Her friends are all either married, distant, or alcoholism and overeating enablers, so calling them never seems like a good idea! So, she stays home with the kitties, plays on facebook, waits for people to update their blogs, and plots her next escape to NOLA or NYC. Oye! Just oye!

At least the lesbians make sure Miss G gets out once in a while! Tomorrow they are taking her to see the Astros play at Minute Maid Park. It's supposed to be pretty, so hopefully they will have the roof open, and hopefully the Astros will have at least one home run so Miss G can watch the little train full of around go around the stadium. She loves that!