+ 1.25 Hours
+ Jonaid and I outside
+ 5 trick or treaters
Carinne is a fat kid eating all of the leftovers; iceberg Jonaid.
Why didn't I buy snickers? Three musketeers? Twix? Sour patch kids? Any of the candy I won't eat? I'm a glutton for agony.
Similar mathematics earlier this week resulted in my favor:
Three pitchers of bud light
+ One shot
+ One PBR
+ One taco salad
+ Buzztime trivia
$16. I'll be back.
[warning: possibly overly sappy and vomit inducing] This weekend I took a break from both wine tasting and technology. Jonaid and I celebrated our one-year anniversary and pretty much kept the last few days just between us. It was a great break to not be accessible to the world.
The first picture I have of us together, on my birthday last year:
This year, we hit up the cheesecake factory to celebrate for dinner. A tasty treat we both enjoyed.
Sunday night with a fabulous football lineup. Saints v. Steelers, the black & the ghouled. Not even my homemade steelers witch hat (thanks Liz!) can counter the Nawleans voodoo. It's going to be so good.