Day 8: Six o’clock
I wasn’t conscious at 6am this morning, so 6pm it is, then.
Today was Mr. Phish’s day off, so we had a date night. Right after I got home from work, Mr. Phish and I had a lovely meal at The Cheesecake Factory. This salad is the least delicious thing I ate there, but it is the only thing that was photographed prior to being devoured. So you’ll just have to trust me that the multigrain bread, my amazing orange chicken, and the mind-blowing cheesecake were purdy.
After dinner, we wandered around the mall for a bit and Mr. Phish finally used up a gift card from Christmas (yay!). Now we’re snuggled on the couch in our jammies watching American Pickers. And there’s cheesecake left for breakfast. I love the weekend.