There’s really nothing better than a solid girls night. I don’t care if that includes actual girls or just yourself, a good bottle of wine, and a pint of your favorite ice cream. Currently, I’m enjoying the latter. One roommate is in my hometown of Scottsdale, AZ visiting her sister and my other roommate is out with some new coworkers- I think. So I’m left here, alone, to entertain myself. That sounds depressing, and while part of me feels like I should be texting all my friends and hitting the town, I literally have zero interest in that.
So here I am, parked in front my tv with a, surprisingly, barely touched glass of wine, while my coffee ice cream did not enjoy the same fate. It’s almost gone. Do I feel guilty? Not really. I’m pretty content, actually.
So cheers. Cheers to being a girl, cheers to wine, and cheers to ice cream.