I am such an old woman.
I have had a rather long and somewhat difficult week, add to that I haven't been sleeping all that well. So what am I doing on a Friday night? Having a darn good time if I do say so myself.
I am all alone in my house, which is pretty unusual. I had a mad craving for pasta in some sort of creamy sauce, so I ordered a Penne a la Vodka to pick up at a new Italian place. Then, right before the feeding frenzy began, I realized I had a bottle of wine that I bought at least a month ago at the Italian Store - Pinot Grigio, the perfect complement to my meal. Then I decided to make a theme night of it, and put in the DVD of "Under the Tuscan Sun", which is not my favorite movie, but it's pretty.
And it just made me almost snort wine through my nose, because the cute Italian real estate agent just said my favorite line from the movie: "Signora, please don't be so sad. If you continue like this I will be forced to make love to you, and I’ve never been unfaithful to my wife." How adorable is he? And how can Italian men be so simultaneously lecherous and adorable at the same time? Mind you, this is based on real-life as well as movies, so I'm not just blindly following stereotypes...only partially.
And now I just got drunk dialed from my friends in New Orleans.
This has already been a damn good night, and it's not even 9:00.