Sunday nights

For a year or more now a friend of ours and we (the Boy + I) have been getting together for Sunday dinner. It started as a way to see a show that aired every Sunday but now it's just a standing date.
We used to alternate venues. Her place one weekend, the next ours. Lately though, it's been more of who wants to cook something specific or who is really busy and can't cook or we go out because none of us feel much like cooking (or really really want some Ethiopian food). It's often simple food. Comfort food that one would want at the end of a week or simple food at the end of a really bad weekend. I mean really simple, I made lentil soup and bread or salad (I forget which) the Sunday before thanksgiving to prepare for the gorging.
Sometimes we add friends, sometimes we don't.
Sometimes we have wine or beer, sometimes we don't.
Sometimes we even move it to midweek.
It's always so wonderful. Even on those Sunday's when I am dreading the upcoming week, the Sunday dinners make it better. Something I look forward to and cherish as our constant.
Tonight was chickpeas with potatoes and rice. Simple but combined with easy conversation, it really made my evening.

Microblogging is the new blogging

It seems like I tweet so much more often than I post to this blog. I really should be better about it but my short attention span is gratified by the one liners and yet my verbosity is infuriated with the 140 character limit.

I'm training for the 3M this year. I'm also running for asha again.

I hope to finish the half in under two hours but I'll also accept 2:00:59. Wish me luck.