I should've painted my toenails tonight.  I know I will regret this decision tomorrow when it's 70 degrees and I have to wear real shoes yet again...

... but instead I made chocolate chip pancakes and listened to Strauss and thought about life.

And then I listened to Strauss again.  And it was just as wonderful the second time.  And it made me happy and sad all at the same time. 

So now I'm going to hop in the tub and wade through more of Dickens and go to bed.  For it has been a very long weekend indeed.