yesterday was a pretty good day. work went well; the meeting i'd been dreading was awful only in that i had to walk, four blocks, outside, in sandals, when it was 48 degrees fahrenheit out. i knew i should've worn socks.

nathan and i spontaneously decided not to tile any more of the bathroom last night, but to instead (after consulting with lauren) eat dinner at figlio and then go bug lauren at work down the hall from figlio. nathan and i did some good talking at dinner. i feel like it was good relationship stuff and good to both say and hear on both of our parts and useful and just almost entirely all around pleasing. yay!

the reason why it was only almost entirely, instead of entirely, is because thinking about when my dad was in the hospital, especially when talking about other emotional stuff, will still unexpectedly make me cry. in public, in my dinner. ah, well.

but then we went and got truffles, and i had a vanilla caramelish one, and we took some to lauren, and then nathan and lauren happily geeked about cooking implements, and then nathan got birthday presents for people who aren't me, and then we went home and snugged the dog and went to sleep.

yay!