So last night I went around to a friend's house for drinks and cheese and dip and got home around midnight. I don't get to catch up with this friend often, as she is a married mother of an 8 month old and I am a single woman with 2 6 year old cats, so getting our social circles to intersect at a time where neither of us have other commitments can be difficult. P-dog was there as well, and I can say without a doubt that is was the most lovely night.
Tonight I'm having P-dog and her girlfriend and k over for dinner, and we're going to watch an Australian movie called Red Dog. There shall be tears, as it's a true story about a dog, and everyone I know who saw it said it's incredibly sad (and it has something to do with depression as during mental health month this movie somehow related to it.) Luckily I have half a box of tissues left over from War Horse.
And if I have too, I am not afraid once Red Dog is over to put on Captain America to make me feel better.
Hopefully tomorrow I'll have a better post; my pumpkin vine out the back has grown so much I"ve taken to calling it Audrey. I have photos on my phone, but since the phone is a new one I still need to work out how to get the photos from the phone to my computer.
