Back in bed! The main bed. I’d spent the last week+ holed up in the second bedroom because I was sick. That’s our hack for not getting each other sick: sleep in separate beds. Mask up when we hang out in the common space. Works pretty damn well, guys. Liz didn’t get what I had. Good to be back. I love our bed. Second bed is nice, don’t get me wrong, but there’s nothing like the main bed.
So…Coco has been barking up a storm lately around bed time. Pretty sure she’s going to do it tonight, even though I’m back in bed. Whole pack is here. She’s just on her bullshit like that, you know? And she starts it up first thing in the morning, too. 7am. On the dot. Never fails.
Anyway…busy day! She got the okay from the doctor to start physical therapy and take tiny five minute walks. We’ll slowly ramp her back up into normal activity, which should help with the barking and the anxiety. But, she’s in great shape! He was very, very happy with her progress. No setbacks. Whew.
Then we went and saw the Clement kids with their holiday skating show. Ice skating! They were so good. Really, really cute show. Cold as all hell. But we came prepared! Blanket. Warm clothes. A sign to really embarrass Quinn and Taj. It was the best.
And then Liz had an amazing idea for a date: rock paper scissors at Trader Joe’s for each course of a 3-course meal, plus picking a drink. $10 maximum for each. And then we came home and made it together. SO GOOD. We actually only got through our appetizer, which was tomato soup…and then we made dessert. Oh, and drank the wine we picked. It was really good! A pouilly fume, which is another sauvignon blanc region (in addition to sancerre, which I’ve had before). Went with the soup surprisingly well, actually.
We retired to the couch after that and watched the documentary on Miss Cleo. It was okay. I learned a lot. We had a great time watching it. And thheeennn we watched the first episode of the Chef’s Table episode on pizza. Gawdam I love that show. We’re doing Pizza Bianco this coming week with Stephen and Thida. Can’t wait.
Night night.