Socks

For a Friday night, tonight was rather...dull. A friend was supposed to have a party, but it got cancelled unexpectedly. As a result, I spent the evening rotating laundry from the washer to the dryer, learning the "basics of Twitter," (right when I got frustrated, I discovered the help page!!) and finally, a late dinner with Stefan.

We went to Triangle, in the Avondale neighborhood, and were delighted to discover that happy hour lasts all night on Fridays. So we ordered inexpensive bourbon and truffled popcorn with our entrees. Now, we're home and snug, anticipating an action-packed Saturday. 

I can hardly wait for a night when I don't need to wear socks to bed. Winter, you are testing me this year.