The quickest way to his heart....

So I know that last post was just was Thus, but it only covered the week before and I am still trying to make every post consecutively on the weekends anyways. So!
Earlier in the week I was stumped for ideas on what to draw. At about 11pm I finally grabbed my sketchbook and left sleeping Hubby for a small place 2 blocks from me called Comet Cafe. It's a nice cozy place and is usually packed during food serving hours. They close at 2am normally...like every other bar in this city, so I was happy to sit in the corner with a few beers and draw. I ended up getting a little more than I expected. It was pretty empty save for me, the bartender, a couple and 3 loud friends...one of which was super loud and apparently loved bacon a lot.

Yeah this guy was totally gone. I eventually learned his name was Nick, also known as "Moustache" because he had a Captain Hook style 'stach...the really curly kind from the live action movie with Robbin Williams. My drawings above don't show it because at the time he had his back to me and all I saw were bits of beard.
Just in case you can't read my drunk hand writing, it says "The loud drunk guy came and talked to me. His name is Nick. I learned he used to do underground stuff and was also in prison after. I also learned all the names or nicknames he was called during those times and I learned that his friend used to be a jerk to women and has finally changed and his new girl might be 'the one'. "

So...it was interesting to say the least. And I was definitely happy to only be living 2 blocks away. It made the trip back quick and easy. Here's a few more doodles I did while there.

Of course the week wasn't over yet. Unfortunately Hubby and I got in a bad argument on Thurs. Both of us were at fault really but he ended up saying some really hurtful comments. I know he doesn't mean them but he's the type that when he gets upset he tends to just spout anything without thinking. I usually hear an apology later and reasons why he knew it was wrong. He's very prideful though, so it doesn't usually happen immediately.
In any case, after I got over my upset-ness of what he said, I decided I would continue to be mad until I received the apology. I should learn that this really never works with men. I should know since I've got so much pride and ego too. Even if he wants to apologize it's really hard to just come out and say it.
It wasn't until tonight (3 days later) that I realized barely talking for that long was just depressing me further. So I decided to take action and hope he'd say sorry along the way. After thinking about it I decided the best plan of action would be to make all of his super favorite dishes for dinner. My brain concocted that if I did this he would see what a nice and amazing wife I am, and thus apologize. To my surprise, it actually worked. That old saying turned out to be more true than I realized. :P

I have concluded that this shall be the plan of action every time we have an argument now. I've never been hugged and apologized to so fast. XD