It's Friday. Now what?

Ahhh, Friday.



A couple girlfriends left their lady beers at my house last weekend. That right there is a Michelob Ultra Pomegranate Raspberry beer mixed with orange juice. It's yummy and loaded with vitamin C! It's getting me buzzed and fighting off cold germs at the same time! What more can you ask for in a cocktail?

I was tempted to come home and put on sweatpants but that sort of seemed like admitting defeat against the evening. Putting sweats on immediately after getting home is like saying to myself, "No, I do not in fact plan on going out tonight. I found an Oscar nominated movie on HBO inDemand and a pizza in the freezer. I'll be lucky to make it past 11:00."

Not that that's the plan or anything.

Oh Boy.

A few moments ago I was thinking to myself how nice it was to be relaxing at home on a Friday night. It's not pathetic because I'm married, so obviously I'm lovable. And I'm not lonely, because again, I'm married. And I had the option of going out tonight anyways but I chose to pass on it.

And then I realized that I was watching trash TV, drinking wine and licking out the inside of a frosting container. Seriously.

What about this isn't pathetic again? I forget...

I did get some work done tonight! I also got two more orders for robot scarves. Robots plus scarves equals a big hit apparently!