I’m enjoying a night to myself tonight. Brad’s out of town, so after spending the day helping to plan an anniversary party for my grandparents (50 years holy crap!), I came home and swung into full relaxation mode. I made myself a simple supper, then scooped a big bowl of ice cream and got trapped in a five hour Top Model marathon. I don’t know what cycle, the one with Naima, but I hadn’t seen it before. See the other day Brad suddenly announced he had upgraded our cable, a decision I didn’t entirely support because normally I don’t have time to watch more than a couple hours of tv a week. But since he says he just wants to try it for awhile, I figure hell yeah, I’ll watch the ANTM marathons on MTV while I can!

But don’t worry, I wasn’t completely unproductive during those five hours. I read during commercials and wrote a list of all the things I want to accomplish tomorrow to make up for my Saturday night sloth. I don’t know, maybe you clean the house and be all productive when you have a night to yourself, but my idea of a good evening alone is five hours of America’s Next Top Model and a bowl of cookies ‘n cream.