Three day weekend.

A long overdue lazy Friday evening, a night in, with wine that we'd been saving in the fridge from Aaron's parents' visit here in September. There's a great Italian-type grocery store that's known for its handmade pasta and sauces. We had a coupon, so obviously that's where we went for dinner. Garlic and parsley fettuccine with a vodka cream sauce and we ate the whole pound. For added hipster-slash-yuppie effect we played jazz on our newly functional record player. And it didn't hurt that the jazz was mostly recorded at Hill Auditorium in our beloved Ann Arbor. So this seems like a pretty good start to a three day weekend.