I love lazy autumn days like today. The weather is perfect. I took my jack Russell terrier for a walk, made a delightful lunch, and watched a few episodes of desperate housewives season 2. It’s a yoga pants, oversize cashmere sweater kinda day. I heard something interesting today. The number one date is still just dinner. I like dinner, but I think it’s time men start suggesting something a little more creative, and perhaps, dare I say, a bit more fun. 

Working for a living is overrated. I think a better solution should be found :P