I consumed a rather healthy portion of a blackberry apple crisp with two scoops of ice cream on top at Moxies. Perhaps you could share the dish, but no. My friend and I politely offered the other to taste our food but then, promptly consumed the delicious morsels. (she had sweet potato fries). It was a night out for me. I wish I could be like, "ahhhhh, night out. whoo ha!" no, instead I'm thinking, "is andrew sleeping? I should go home, I feel guilty". When will this stop!

In other news, bought four pairs of pants today. Fortunately andrew chose to nap in the stroller (for an hour) which enabled me to try on about 20 pairs of pants. Ughhh.. but picked up four pairs. Now, to hem them. I tried some banter with sales people today and no one was in the mood for it. Don't these people realize I need adult conversation?

Paul actually brought up valentine's day. I'm shocked. I wasn't going to bring it up but he politely asked what I'd like. I said a massage. He said, "how can you bring andrew to that?" and I snarled. I think I do want a spa day, or some reflexology. The first time I went to a reflexologist I thought I was in heaven. I even fell asleep. But I also couldn't believe someone would want to touch other people's feet for a living. Them and dental hygienists... seriously... what are you thinking?