Our Dinner Party

I can beat myself up all I want, but my friends and I decided to have a really small little dinner party, just a couple of sweet people who wanted to get together on the anniversary and feel better. We did.

I made amazing food. I’m starting to get really good at a pretty limited menu. I want to be better with vegetables, but I feel like I have a good feel for fish and meat.

Of course, right now, my stomach is killing me.

It was really nice, and we managed to miss all the 2 year crap on TV, which I have to assume was just unbearable. We drank wine, we talked theater and art, we talked about bullshit, we played basketball on tv, and we didn’t think about terrorists. I don’t know if that means they won or what, but we just didn’t think about it at all, all night.