This is how you remind me

TR and I had a little porch party last night. The evening was too nice to waste it inside, so we met for drinks at a Broadripple patio after work. Three drinks in, we decided to relocate the party to TR's front porch. A bottle of wine later, we decided to download some iTunes and dance around like teenagers.

Except by that point, we were both too retarded to figure out how to download anything. So we went back to the porch swing and contemplated Jewish history, whether our dogs can love us more than people can, and why we love men. And we ate way too many fabulous chocolate truffles given to us by TR's sweet husband.

Good times. LeChaim!