Your lips are as soft as Sashimi

So the dreaded V-day came around and not alot of good happened between David and I. I am giving him a chance to make it up, but I really don't know if he's going to be doing it. This boy has forgotten my birthday in previous years... AND V-day two years ago sent me home mad enough to drown my sorrows in a bottle of rum. I'm not super mad at him this time around, but I enjoy giving him some grief in the hopes it will change him a little. Don't go thinking that I was some princess wanting to be waited on hand and foot - I gave him a V-day gift that was worthy of giving. From him I recieved a single rose, and I suspect I got it only because I pestered him. Now I leave the rest up to him.

I got to eat Japanese food lastnight because David's father was in town. He's been here alot because he was selected as a jury member for a trial that just so happens to be taking place on this side of the island. We've gone out to eat a couple of times already with him. Japanese food was previously on our menu. I had うなぎどんぶり (eel with rice) and we all had some sushi. I love the California roll, despite the fact that it is a western creation. In my opinion it really should belong in the Japanese food palette. The texture and color are the main components of it that make it feel 'Japanese-ish' to me. Presentation is almost everything to Japanese food, and the presentation of the California roll is かんぺき　(perfect) in my opinion. It's all about the avocado. The taste and texture are smooth and slide easy on the way down. Much like sashimi. After this lovely dinner I gave David a kiss and his lips reminded me of the smoothness of ahi sushi. Hence I told him, "Your lips are as soft as sashimi." It was such an odd thing to say and we looked at each other with funny facial expressions and then he said "Ok.. not sure if that was a compliment..." I wanted to eat sashimi after that. :P