V-O-D-K-A Is How I Spell Relief

Work was hellish today. In the words of an awesome former coworker, "the stupidity is legendary!" I swear, if I had to explain basic life skills to another grown adult, I was going to pull my hair out and run screaming from the office! My plan for the evening was to make some awesome pasta. Either spaghetti or rigatoni would do. I decided on rigatoni and it came out great. I have eaten way too much of it--my eyes are always bigger than my stomach and a little rigatoni goes a long way. Hubby came home for his lunch break shortly after I got home. I hadn't started cooking yet, but there was food for him. He survived. ;) I told him that I had joked all afternoon at work that I wished my Wild Cherry Pepsi was spiked with vodka. He said, well, why don't you have one now. So, that I did and he mixed it nicely for me. :) Now, don't worry. I'm not sloppy drunk or anything. I just had one little mixed drink and it was perfect for taking away the bristly edge I'd been feeling all afternoon. I will probably sleep well tonight.