Last night Alison and I went out to Spaghetti Warehouse for dinner. It was good to connect with her again – she has been off at college and I missed talking to her. I forgot to bring my normal camera, so I had to make do with the one on my phone. The dinner was good, the conversation was lively, and the service was subpar… but two out of three works.

We also swung by Cold Stone Creamery for some ice cream on the way home where we ran into the most insane girl working the counter. She did a good job of selling though, as her antics brought in customers left and right. The ice cream indulgence is something I rarely do, but it was a special occasion – well, at least that was my justification.