Sunday, December 03, 2006
This weekend's blogstalking assignment was to answer the question "How do you usher in the weekend?" Well, for me, Friday Nights are Pub Nights. After work I head over to Selwyn Pub (if you read the Cathy Reichs books - you know "Bones" - this is the pub featured in those books). I'm part of the early crowd there. After 9 it gets way too crowded for me. I tend to get there just after 5pm. After the pub, if I don't head over to the grocery store with the kick-ass bathroom to get dinner, I head home for a night in front of the TV watching Sally Field shill Boniva and my knitting. I'm so fun! Of course, the cats are never very far away. Ripple is laid out on the sofa, peeking at me from behind the mound of pillows and Morris stares at me from across the room. I don't know what's creepier. The staring cat in plain view or looking over at the couch and seeing one peeking at you. It's a conspiracy. I never should have put that sweater on Ripple.