Word on the street is Erin is in town tonight. I say "word on the street," like she's all elusive, but uh, she told me. YAY!
I believe the last time I saw her was the weekend of the Madison Marathon, which was entirely too long ago. And really, I pretend that I miss her, but I really miss Newton. Just don't say anything out loud about it. Hurt feelings, and whatnot.
For 13 seconds we toyed with the idea of going for a run tonight - a nod to the good old days, of course - but our other option was wine. And when you're going to put running and wine up against each other, wine is going to win. Sorry, running.
And so it will be grand. Even though Newton will not be there.