Today's moment of weakness came after two glasses of wine and at approximately 5.34pm; call it a minor case of drunk texting. And almost 3 hours later, we are fine. But we can't promise there won't be another moment of weakness. What can I say, I like to win and I like to hunt until I get my game, sometimes I win, sometimes I loose, but until I get it, I have a hard time stopping.
In other news, weekend was great. Today is actually my 9th year at the Bar. So sometime today, between the hours of 4 and 5pm I was actually proud of myself because my name was called and I was officially anointed a barrister and solicitor. It's kind of alien knowing how ditzy I am in real life. But that is me, the other side, one of my biggest accomplishments and one of my proudest moments. There have been others but this one took a good chunk of my life to get there. Whatever I am and whatever I become, I would always know that I've achieved that and no one can take it away from me.
What better way to celebrate this momentous, albeit private occasion in my life, than a trip to the theater to see the enchanting Les Miserables and then, dinner with lots of champagne and red wine (that stirred the moment of weakness) at Baraonda. Delightful food, wonderful service, the ambiance was just magnifique and dinner was superb -ruined only by the moment of weakness. But it's okay, they say in loving someone else that you get to see God's face - or something like that, so was the closing line of Les Miserables. The play was quite intriguing, perfect cap to a beautiful day.
There is more but this is all I'll say for now. Happy 9th year to me. Fuck yeah!
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