My evening was fairly uneventful. Mike called from San Antonio. My cousin called. I spoke with Robert. I drank wine. I ate leftover pasta salad. I drank more wine. I knitted. I chatted with a few friends.
Blah blah blah.
The combination of rain, thunder, and residual red wine fogginess made it very difficult to get out of bed this morning.
I have a concern pricking the back of my brain. I'm not sure if I want to share it here. I'll think about it.
This weekend will be relatively uneventful. Happy hour tonight. Tomorrow, I'm planning to stay home - cleaning, knitting, lots of blobbing around. No plans for Sunday yet either. It will all come together eventually though.
More interesting later. Promise.