Mama's Friday night

Sometimes by the time Ellie's bedtime rolls around on a Friday, the long weeks hits me. Sometimes Friday starts off with a migraine making the last day until daddy is home for the weekend feel even longer. 100% of the time it's amazing to have a husband who says, "yes, GO!" when you say that sitting at a bar, alone, ordering to-go food and drinking a glass of wine sounds like a thin slice of heaven (even though you're wearing ath-leisure with zero make up on and your hair needs to be washed). This was how I Friday-ed, with big thanks to one Brad Kiesling.