Our friend, Jonathan, is in a band at his church. They mostly lead worship there, but they occasionally have concerts at other venues. On Friday night, we went to his concert ... at a hookah bar. As the lamest college students in America, we're usually not even out past ten on Friday nights! Of course, we didn't actually smoke anything. Instead, our friends, Pete and Clare, taught us how to play euchre while sipped hot tea and listened to Jonathan's rockin' band.
The rest of the weekend consisted mainly of homework, unfortunately.
Yesterday, we celebrated six months of wedded bliss. When we got home from our long days at school, we changed into fancy clothes and had a delicious dinner of homemade lasagna, salad and garlic bread. We were planning to use our Groupon to the Milkshake Factory for dessert, but the prospect of going outside in the cold, windy weather and waiting for a bus, just to have an icy dessert, didn't seem too appealing.
So, we got in our pajamas and were snuggling in bed, watching Everybody Loves Raymond, by 7:30. And it was a very fine anniversary celebration, indeed.