Friday nights at my house.
Until 6:30.
After 6:30, I sloth around half the night with Alicia. We watch wedding shows on TLC (Sometimes we also watch those "What Not to Wear" shows.) while I fade in and out of "My brain has turned to mush." consciousness.
I think this is probably a sign I am officially old.
Dinner=Lasagna from the freezer...not even a lasagna I made. It came out of a box. Because it's Friday and that's where I am on Fridays.
