Arrived Safely

Jameson and I got to his parents' house around four this afternoon. So far, everything's been fine. We had dinner at a rather nice Italian restaurant, to celebrate his mother's birthday, and I consumed truly unhealthy amounts of food.

"I'm totally not even going to try and count points," I said to Jameson, during appetizers.

"I think this is the Meal of 1000 Points," he said.

"Mmhmm," I agreed, looking down at my plate. "I'm eating a piece of breaded and fried zuchinni which is approximately the length of my forearm. The night is lost."

I may have a bit of downtime tomorrow during which I can expound upon Saturday evening with Esme and the Sunday D&D game, etc. I realised when we were about four hours away from Tucson, though, that I hadn't issued a challenge this week at tucson_writers, and I also don't know what I'm going to do about my usual Wednesday Bad!Sex Medley at writers_orgasm. Damn.