HAPPY HOUR

Tonight was a happy hour to celebrate the beginning of my 6 month adventure with the Monkey. Unfortunately, he was feeling a little fussy and congested all day, so Monkey Mama kept him home.

The happy hour was my pal Neil's idea. I had kind of envisioned slinking out of work on a Friday, not with a bang but with a whimper. Fortunately, Neil got all motivated and fired up the email call for happy hour. It was well attended, and I got the feeling that I really did have something to celebrate.

I picked up a burrito for Monkey Mama on my way home, and shared a cab back to the neighborhood with Paul.

Now about that fussy baby...