Hipster dinner

Our friends own a restaurant and invited us to a special Chef’s choice dinner.


The food was fantastic.

D and I joked that the venue and concept were such that it was like being in an episode of Portlandia. Our friends confirmed that they could in fact find out the name of the chicken we were eating if we so desired.

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the struggle is real

Currently going back and forth on whether Iโ€™m going to keep the date I have scheduled with a girlfriend tonight or do what my introverted heart wants to do, which is go home, drink wine, cuddle my cat, and read.

I know Iโ€™ll have fun if I go, but Iโ€™d also love to go home and relax. Iโ€™m so tired and going out always feels like so much work.

There is no good answer.

I donโ€™t know why I even make plans. Seriously. I always do this to myself.