I turned down a date tonight. So what am I doing at 8:45 on a Saturday night?
Lounging in bed in jammie pants and a tank top with a bowl of popcorn, a sleeve of Starburst, a can of bubbly water and Real Housewives of NYC on my laptop.
Also, my dog is curled up at the foot of my bed sleeping.
It’s wonderful, but too easy.
Next weekend let’s plan for better, okay?