Tonight we opted to stay home and enjoy cocktail night with friends. Tomorrow is tax day--I have the entire year's receipts to put into a spreadsheet. Well, why do it ahead of time? Suppose I'd gotten run over by a bus yesterday, then I'd have saved myself the trouble. Sunday is Superbowl Sunday--I could totally skip it but my husband is into it and we'll go to a friend's house for a last hurrah--so I think we are rooting for the....Ponys, oh, the Colts. Of course, Ghost Pony Gallery, the Colts. Really. This is how my husband picks his teams. Plus he's happy about the two black coaches in the super bowl since he is from South Africa--he's all about making emotional decisions. A man after my own heart!

Slainte! Which is Irish gaelic for "cheers, good health, drink up" you get the idea. Cause my family is all from the Isles. Scottish & Welsh in there as well.

Til tomorrow, then.