I'm thirsty

I didn't swim last night - opted to stay home with the fiance instead. (I keep calling him fiance because boyfriend sounds unofficial, but I feel so pretentious when I say fiance. I keep thinking of that Seinfeld where Jerry and Elaine are making fun of her friend and her "fi-an-CE! Also, I don't know how to make the little accent mark over the e, and that annoys me. I digress...) His sweet Valentine's card and gift just made me feel too guilty to leave him at home, even though we didn't do anything special. Just a regular night on the couch with some yummy dinner. Sometimes those are the best nights, though.

That means I will have to swim tomorrow - this pool combines open swim with lap swim on Saturdays so we'll see how that goes. I may leave wanting to seriously hurt a child, but I at least need to give it a try. Treadmill tonight for 2-3 miles, plus weights and abs. Then I plan on erasing all the good with a night of wine-drinking at some fine, local establishment. It's just one of those days where I really feel like drinking. I'm not stressed out, and I don't want to get plastered. I just feel like kicking back with a glass of wine and good conversation. Is it because it's below zero AGAIN and I feel like drinking is the only way I am going to be able to cope with the remainder of this supremely awful winter? Quite possibly, yes.