Friday night light
Saturday, April 13, 2013
Friday night, the end of the week and the beginning of the weekend (duh). I'm relaxing while watching two episodes of Cupcake Wars I taped today. One celebrates the movie Brave so it's Scottish-themed, even having a piper there (I love Scotland almost as much as Ireland). Bobby and Alton are in the other -- enough said?
I always thought of fast food and cheap wine as my Friday "treat." There were even Fridays where I'd have all three meals from the drive-through. I'm seriously dense, because it took me until this advanced age to realize that food and wine that are only "meh" (if that) aren't really a treat. Tonight I had a seared cod fillet, sweet potatoes and peas for dinner. I put a little Irish butter (that's right, imported from Ireland) on the veggies and squeezed half a lemon over the fish and peas. Right now I'm having a Chobani black cherry yogurt and a cup of orange spice tea with a little honey (memo to self: steep the tea longer next time). I probably shouldn't be surprised at how little I miss Jack, Mac and the "wine." I live in Sonoma County, for crying out loud. I've worked at two wineries, so I know good wine. Carlo Rossi is NOT good wine. I used to joke that "Carlo" was my date for the weekend. I'm wondering -- if I dump Chuck, could I possibly have a REAL date at some point?
I have avoided the laundromat forever. Sometime in the next two days I have to get there. Hand-washing one item at a time just isn't cutting it any more. And yes, it will feel great to have everything clean.
Come on, shoulders, time to unkink....