It’s Friday night. What wild good times are rolling around the bearing household?
The kids are watching a movie.
Mark is building a bench for the mudroom.
I am sitting on the futon blogging and enjoying a rare treat: Mark brought me home a can of Coke from the vending machine at work.
He also brought home two 12-packs of Guinness, full of widgety goodness, which he won in an office bet. Technically that is a rarer treat. I already had one of those. (One bottle. Not one 12-pack.)
So, not bad for a Friday night.