Here is a picture of a dead bird in the snow.
Today I watched the Steelers play and the game was bad. And when I say bad, I mean the Steelers lost.
Just as we were getting ready to leave The Vine and go home, I got a text from Stinky telling me she felt sad. She said she didn't want me to leave my game, but she was just feeling kind of bad in general. I told her I'd be home in five minutes. I think she just had a case of the the Sunday sads. Have you ever had those? I used to get that all the time when I was younger and I overextended myself during the weekend, and Sunday just seemed kind of lonely and final.
Our original plan was to finally go get our tree, but Stinky just wasn't into it. I asked her what she needed and she suggested a movie. Escapism. What an excellent choice. So, we drove to the Sycamore Mall and decided to see whatever movie that was fun and going to be showing the soonest. That movie happened to be Alvin and the Chipmunks. We had about a half hour before the movie, so we wandered around and looked at stuff.
After the movie, we stopped at Panera's for soup and bread and hot chocolate and we even ate dessert first - just like you're supposed to. While we were eating, Stinky asked me if I liked the movie. I told her it was cute. It wasn't something I would make a point to see, but it made her happy. And I'd see it a hundred times if it could do that for her every time.