It’s always amusing to do something you used to do before kids (host a gal pal for a few days) and see how totally different it is post-kids. E and I spent yesterday wobbling around icy Bellingham sidewalks in between taking the poor pent up kids to an indoor play gym, and trying to help her upload a corset video right side up on her site.

The night ended with some ill-advised guffawing at a hippie hangout where all the nice people were swing dancing. We debarred for a quieter (deserted) Irish place where the barkeep was “up his own ass” and quite dull. Luckily, we commandeered the jukebox and had good laughs about Lord knows what.

All culminated with drunken radio show type interview/discussion which we may decide not to post after all…

Here we are before all the nonsense ensued enjoying our good books and discussing Aristotle

And here a few hours later.. less inhibited and more fun loving (still unfit for swing dancing).

And even though the novelty of having one’s wife laughing her ass off loudly in the kitchen has probably worn off for B (definitely time for a Man Basket), it’s been a delight and surely right on track with my New Year’s Resolution.