It's been a shitty week. Actually, it's been a pretty shitty last few weeks. I guess that's how grief goes... you can get up, get moving, get shit done, only until you can't.
And then, one day, you think maybe you can again, for a little while.
That was last night. To be fair, Rachel did most of the doing (the woman makes waffles like it's nobody's business), and Patty was an awesome host, and Jess and Mary were delightful, but dammit, I had a good time.
That's what I did last night.