I've gotten in the habit of hitting my bar on Saturday afternoons. Mostly because I finally feel like doing something other than sitting around my house for 2 days, and mostly because they don't demand anything of me. I can sit, drink, read a paper, and be done with it.

Had a friend up there with me today, which meant I let myself drink a little more than normal. Nice to not worry about how I'm getting home... have someone to chat with... and still be able to stare blankly at a TV screen for unlimited portions of time.

My sister called me today with a very important message. DQ's flavor of the month is Midnight Truffle.... and it's available in a new, mini size. Definitely worth having my phone ring in the middle of a public library to hear that news! :)

The chill of winter - real winter, 0 degrees and clear winter - is freezing. It freezes your nose hairs when you breathe deep, makes you cough when the air hits your lungs, and it's pure coldness cleanses everything.