Last night took pengrah out for dinner to our favorite italian restaurant. She got her favorite dish but the chef cook special pasta for her (she is gluten free)...
It brought back many debaucherous memories of when my wife worked there. Lets just say... we did some very very bad things. About 2 years ago I had my first conversation about alcoholism with the head chef (he wasn't saying I was an alcoholic, he just asked the interesting questions to plant the seed). He was as the time, quitting drinking. We saw him last night and without even saying a word congratulated us on our sobriety. He could just tell.
Today, I am smiling because in about 24 hours I will have sourgirl in my arms. I can't wait to see her, I get stupid excited when I get this close.