Tip of the Day - On the night of your girlfriend's birthday (yes, it was a big one. Aren't they all?), when she is sitting there in her new dress and heals patiently (or not so) waiting to go out to dinner, don't announce that you, who still hadn't showered and smell like an ad for death, need to make a quick run to the ATM machine 4 blocks away and then disappear for 2 hours. It makes us cranky. Especially when you appear back in the apartment with Target bags and Tinkerbell wrapping paper sticking out and other oh so recently purchased presents for said girlfriend. And no, you cannot dash in the door and into the bedroom quick enough for us to not notice you and the packages. By that point hunger and aggravation has put our senses are on high alert and we could zero in on a mosquito 6 blocks away by sight alone.
So guys, consider this a public service announcement. As well as your only warning.
And yes, I forgave him. Love conquers all. But a bottle of good wine speeds up the process.
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