I woke up this morning, trés confused. I couldn't remember when we had bought a widescreen tv.. and a black cat. Hm.. and moved. It took a little while before the pieces came together.

Sipping a cocktail at Emilias last night turned into sipping a much larger quantity of cocktails, and ending up at the Highlander. Running in to old friends, catching up over beers. After catching up over a pitcher of margherita, that is.

I wobbled home in the morning, very excited about my idea to adopt the very cute cat I had just met. I'm still very excited actually, just need to arrange a little cat-napping.

Now - dinnertime!

A happy (cat-)napper