




We spent the rest of the gloriously extra-long weekend at home, and tonight we ventured out sans baby (who was tucked away with Rob's parents) for dinner + a movie. It was good to get out on our own; it felt like getting more breathing room, but we ran out of intelligent things to say.
Rob: "What do you think about the war in Iraq?"
Me: "I think I'm drunk." (After having had 2 sips of my light beer.)


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