sorry I haven't posted, I've been cleaning

Cause the boy, his mama came for dinner at the apartment on Sunday night.
For the first time.

Hand me the Zanax.

Oh, and the apartment was a bit of a mess because I haven't been there for about a month. It had a bit of a boy stank. It's not that he's THAT messy and THAT smelly but it was no were near mama visiting clean.

So I cleaned for four hours on Saturday.
Then I shopped (in preparation) and cleaned some more Sunday.

When they got there the place was sparkling...
table set with nice place mats and new cloth napkins
a new centerpiece, a basket with decorative glass balls, candles on the side
the flower pots were refreshed (hiding the fact that they were close to death)
all dishes done, bathroom cleaned, rugs vacuumed, kitchen floor washed
bed made, with new sheets (sex toys hidden... kidding)
oh, and I showered too!

Now, I didn't cook anything, the boy was in charge of that and he delivered.
It was possibly the best meal of my life. Seriously. He's just great with the grill.
So we had burgers with fresh mozzarella in the middle with basil (instead of lettuce), grilled onion, tomato and balsamic vinaigrette. Salad, made by his mother (a professional chef by trade). Corn on the cob, classic summer. Grilled vegetables (red and yellow peppers, zucchini, squash) done with olive oil, salt and pepper. Oh, and the wine...

Dessert, raspberry and lemon sorbet (served with sprig of mint).

Did she like it? Was she impressed?
Well, she did say while hugging me that this (the apartment, me) was all she ever wanted for her son.
It made all the preparation/stress/nervousness totally worth it.
A success.