3-on-3 #2: My Scrubs!

In honor of all the Scrubs I've been (re-)watching lately on Netflix via instant streaming, I've named my 3-on-3 with the same episode title schema:

(1) My Guy

On Saturday, Dima showed up at my apartment with the frames I asked him to buy from Aaron Brothers, a bunch of the cutest red tulips, and a package of pastries from one of our favorite places. Plus, he listened to me rant and rave like a maniac like a champ. (Not just the weekend; it's a lifestyle.) I know I'm in no place to make any official announcements or anything but, oh, whatever, Dima: Best Boyfriend Ever.

(2) My Week of Eating

This past week, mostly due to my friend's Cat's birthday, has been filled with a lot of eats:

• Papalote - hello, delicious nachos....
• Shabu House - the perfect meal for a cold day
• Huge party spread at Cat's. A Whole Foods just opened nearby so, seriously, she bought half the store. Plus I brought the biggest cheese platter with a fondue brie on the side of it. Yum!
• And Parada 22, which is on Haight, which most people would just overlook because right next door is Cha Cha Cha, which supposedly has good food (but really doesn't even compare) so Parada 22 ended up being one of my favorite meals. It was so delicious!

(3) My Analogy

So I took that long road trip to Las Vegas and back via car and I came up with this analogy for a relationship this past day or two: being in a relationship is a lot like taking a long road trip in a car. You need to learn to share responsibilities and have trust that the other person won't pass out at the wheel, for example.

I have a lot of girlfriends who are equally take-charge like I am, but somehow we're all subtly conditioned to want guys who are equally take-charge. And what I've learned thus far? Two alphas don't make a right. Someone's always gotta give. You have to love and respect your mate for knowing how to give in every now and then and, likewise, you need to learn to give in every now and then. And I'm not talking about the big things (like having or not having children), but about the small things like who gets to pick where to eat, or toilet seat resting places.

A photo from a rest stop in Arizona.