Midnight pie
Last night, I had a craving for a gyro and a Moonstruck mint chocolate shake, so I treated myself. My stomach and tastebuds were happy (they've been fickle lately), and I got to sit and read on the quad and watch the storm clouds roll in.
Then Allison came over, and we watched M*A*S*H (I just got season 1 on DVD for a good price) and played cards. Good lord, I'm turning into my parents; that's the kind of wild and crazy evenings they used to have with their friends. I'm ... I'm getting OLD!
And we talked a LOT and cried a little, and then we went for pie at midnight to the all-night greasy spoon, where our waitress was sweet and cheerful and possibly highly caffeinated, but pleasant nonetheless.
And all in all, it was delightful. Nourishment to my soul.
(And to my stomach.)
Thank you again, my dear. :)
Then Allison came over, and we watched M*A*S*H (I just got season 1 on DVD for a good price) and played cards. Good lord, I'm turning into my parents; that's the kind of wild and crazy evenings they used to have with their friends. I'm ... I'm getting OLD!
And we talked a LOT and cried a little, and then we went for pie at midnight to the all-night greasy spoon, where our waitress was sweet and cheerful and possibly highly caffeinated, but pleasant nonetheless.
And all in all, it was delightful. Nourishment to my soul.
(And to my stomach.)
Thank you again, my dear. :)