Date Night

On a whim, I decided that I was going to make tonight "Date Night." I have a date with myself. I decided to spend my night doing things that make me happy, just because I can. (And because I have the apartment to myself). So I stopped at Target on my way home and bought my favorite Bertoli meal (pork with corkscrew pasta, spinach and sundried tomatoes, in a creamy sauce) and some garlic bread. I also picked up a package of something that looked quite delightful... brownie bites. It's break 'n' bake dough that makes little bitty brownies. Sounded too good to pass up.

I also perused the entertainment section and bought a few things on impulse: "Chocolat" and "Mamma Mia!" on DVD, and a James Patterson book called Sundays at Tiffanys. (A quick sidenote: So many people RAVE about James Patterson, but I have yet to read any of his work. This one looked fairly interesting and will probably be finished in a few hours, lol. But I was in the mood for a sappy easy-read.)

When I got home, I threw on my most comfortable outfit: a pair of old sweatpants and a super cozy long-sleeved t-shirt. Sloppy ponytail? Check. Ratty slippers? Check.

I ate dinner while watching "Jeopardy" (best gameshow ever), saw the episode of "Seinfeld" where the gang goes to India for a wedding (classic), and now I'm baking my brownie bites and watching the beginning of "Fiddler on the Roof" on TCM.

(The brownies smell amazing...)

Plans for the rest of the night include a glass or two of wine with some brownie bites and a movie... perhaps "Mamma Mia!"... followed by a few chapters of a book. I'm currently reading The Geography of Bliss, but I might actually start the Patterson book. And I'm pretty sure I'll pop onto facebook and read some blogs.

And that's Date Night in a nutshell.