Woke up today to this wintry mix:
Last night I made sweet potato and black bean enchiladas for a potluck over at Katy and Joaquin's house. The enchiladas were accompanied by brie and raspberry jam on crackers, a blue cheese and spicy sausage pizza, homemade bread, and a lamb skewer. And a good amount of PBR and whiskey. Later I got gloriously drunk with Jeff and apparently said everything with a British accent for hours on end. I don't quite remember.
At 8 when I woke up to get some water I had a pounding headache that Advil luckily took care of and went back to sleep. For breakfast we made leftover bacon with applesauce oatmeal pancakes, which I am sure is not helping my diet. Then again, neither is all that whiskey I drank. Oh well.