Our Sunday dinner isn't happening this weekend. And this is one of my favorite fire families, and not only because they have a dog and a fireplace. And not only because they're Italian, and loud and have lots of food and make me feel warm. They have some (real) family thing this weekend and won't be back in time. So they suggested Thursday, today, instead. But Danielle and I have shrinking today, and Alex never wants to go anywhere by herself. So because it's already so close to weekend, it's too late for them to switch with somebody else and we're just skipping it completely.
This bums me out. Even though Jillian and Laura invited me out for Sunday. And even though Josh said he'll pick me up from shrinking so we can hang out for a while. Sometimes my bad moods are so bad that I think you could say I won a trillion dollars and I'd still be bummed out.
Thank you for listening (and not smoking).
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