This past weekend, we did our food shopping and our gym runs, but we also took a long walk for frozen yogurt, perused titles in a bookstore and had our Sunday night Italian ritual. Last week, when Sopranos came back on, we had bread with olive oil and cannolis and wine while we watched it. It was fun, so this week we did the same, only it was a whole Italian dinner: eggplant and penne alla vodka with mushrooms and olives and foccaccia with oil and vino rosso and cannolis once again. Man, it was awesome, though I had too much wine, which gave me a massive headache last night and made it hard to get out of bed this morning. I'm fine now, though. Viva Italia!
Yesterday was Mother's birthday so Sister and I chipped in to get her a certificate to a local spa. It was Boyfriend's idea and it was a great one, now she can go get a massage or facial or whatever the hell she wants. With small children and a full-time job, it's rare that Mommy gets to do anything for herself.
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