Week 25

I wanted to be certain that I had something to post this week. When Darien suggested that we go out to dinner, I insisted that we go to someplace we hadn't been before. Bad mistake. We selected Maldini's. It was nice enough, and the deep dish pizza with fresh veggies wasn't bad, but the service was very slow. Not providing Darien with a constant intake of food is like hiding drugs from a junkie. Desperation soon sets in. At least I got out of it something to write about.

At 1 AM, I was asked if I could wait until the morning to take my picture. Sorry, babe. Deadline is midnight.