I don't seem to recall any of those things from my history classes.
My last night was certifiably awesome. On Wednesday, I offered to make a steak frites for Mrs. A and I for dinner, which she declined and said she wanted me to make my deep dish pizza instead. So last night, while she was out with her tennis friends, I was bachelor-ing it. Took a long walk from work to catch my ride home to see of the little of the national christmas tree lighting (which was sort of funny because the amplified sound you could hear was sort of a mishmash of a modern hiphop performer doing some sort of wailing christmas archipeggios, mixed with palestinian protestors chanting 'from the river to the sea'). Ah, life in DC.
Then, when i got home, I made that giant steak frites for myself to eat while I watched football and hockey. Started the evening with a small huckleberry bourbon manhattan knock-off while cooking, and had a small glass of Barboursville Octagon with the meal. Followed up with a little brownie sundae with huck sauce.
A pretty entertaining football game to watch, and even better seeing the caps actually break their month-long power play drought (!) and my neighbor tom wilson scoring a hattie in his 700th career game.
So, my wife's loss was my gain. Well, mine and my golden retriever's.