All you need is love (and box wine).

Pardon these first few weeks at this blog as I do some character development.

M. and I are close friends with a married couple and they are our personal Joneses. M. jokes that we should tell them, “When do you want to hang out? Three weeks from today? I’ll start saving.” A day long hang out session with them usually involves all or a combination of the following:

  • two (not cheap) restaurant meals
  • shopping for ingredients for appetizers to make at home in between those meals
  • nice whiskey for the man half
  • nice wine for the woman half (I’m not picky but Mrs. Jones is really picky about wine)
  • happy hour of some kind
  • movie theatre watching at $9.00 a pop plus ridiculous $7 Pepsis

Of course we take turns paying for stuff and they don’t outright ask us to do these things but it’s kind of implied. They aren’t content hanging at home. They are our some of our closest friends and I enjoy every second with them but they wear my wallet out. I know it’s my prerogative to spend what I spend. I don’t have to dine out with them, don’t have to get a Pepsi for the movie, and so on. My bad spending habits are my own but being around them just encourages it. I feel like we can talk about everything except money. I don’t know how to communicate that I don’t want to spend that much when we’re together. I’m guessing that they probably live beyond their means since they are in a new condo directly off the main avenue downtown in our city with two new cars, lots of designer clothing, and three purebred dogs. I hate to assume because it makes me feel judgmental. I’m trying to brainstorm some activities that are free or inexpensive. They aren’t big on just walking around, Netflix Instant, board games, and box wine like M. and I are. In other news, it makes me realize how perfectly matched he and I are together. All you need is love (and box wine).