Dinner on Saturday was not my sort of shindig. But it was what it was. I had fish. We sat at the bar.
Seeing Joyce and Wayne was pretty cool. Better than I expected. Wayne and I actually had a conversation. Kinda weird actually.
There was a birthday party for Tasha’s mom today at a friend of hers. There were a lot of people there that I didn’t know. But I saw Karin and she seemed none the worse for wear. Sounds like she’s going to try and get a job at the Noodle Company. As I didn’t know any of Jan’s (mom) friends, I watched the football game. Those Vikings look awful good for being led by an old man. Unfortunately, the Steelers came out on top.
We had Chinese when we got home. Hunan Chicken is the bomb.