John Fluevog dress shoes, black socks

Left a message for Mark this morning; I feel like a stinker that I let weeks go by between conversations with him - he's an awesome lover, and a generally good guy (even with the tendency toward paranoia - after all, we all go there sometimes). I just don't need a sermon on why I should consider changing my diet as drastically as he's been planning to.

Granted, I have given some consideration to trimming the meat intake somewhat. Vegan, however, is just not a place I want to go - I like steak and milkshakes too much for that! (Speaking of vegetables, we warmed up the sweet potato fries from the other night at Chandler's on the grill last night as a side. They were still awesome!)

Also, today would have been my father's 72nd birthday.  I couldn't stand how he did us kids (or my mom) sometimes, but I loved him, and I miss him.