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Friday Night Playlist: 10/24

I’ve got that Friday feeling – the one where you feel slightly invincible because you worked so hard during the week and you’re about to eat the weekend alive, and you want to do something impulsive and slightly dangerous, like get a tattoo and/or take a few shots of whiskey.

And then you realize you kind of can’t, because you’re in charge of a little human and it’s actually not practical to get drunk and live dangerously, and you’d definitely pay for it tomorrow morning with the world’s worst hangover because you haven’t had hard liquor in over a year. Plus, do they even let babies in tattoo shops?

On the bright side, I get the same “Friday feeling” when we get Pho Saigon and I know I don’t have to do dishes, so my playlist of girls who rock is actually pretty fitting because I kicked dinner’s ass by not even having to make it in the first place. So there.
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Friday Night Playlist: The Anniversary Edition

Two years with this guy - how'd I get so lucky?

Two years with this guy – how’d I get so lucky?

Tonight, my husband and I celebrate two milestones: our two-year anniversary and our first date-night since the baby was born. Definitely a reason to party. And by party I mean a nice dinner at our favorite restaurant, The Pickled Heron – the Fishtown BYOB holds a dear place in our hearts not just for their impeccable French food but also because they hosted our rehearsal dinner – and a concert at Union Transfer.

The soundtrack for our evening is a compilation of romantic tracks, most of which are relevant to our relationship: “If I Ain’t Got You” is our wedding song; we’ve seen the Foo Fighters (multiple times), Amy Winehouse (R.I.P.), Arcade Fire (while pretty round and pregnant), and The Postal Service (In Paris – stealth brag); and “Tiny Dancer” was the last song played at our wedding – an epic ending to an equally incredible day.

Feel free to get romantic, too. Happy Friday!

 

 

Friday Night Playlist

My windows have been open all day so I can savor every bit of fresh, fall air before I head back to my windowless office on Tuesday, when my maternity leave comes to a close, thus ending the best 12 weeks of my life. I’m working on a recipe that is a perfect match to the crispiness of the season, and my husband is creating the soundtrack to our Friday evening, which will, of course, be laced with the cries of a cranky baby.

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