I thought last week was hard.  Hard enough to warrant a pity party (small, true, but a pity party).  And then this week, my daughter was arrested at her school.  Still can’t say much more than that but we’ve truly had a nightmare week.  Rocky Horror Picture Show is not showing tonight.  But I’m putting on my little black dress.  My Christmas shoes.  I’m even putting on some makeup and my mama’s pretty jewelry. And my husband is taking me out to dinner at a fancy restaurant. Have to be out walking by 6 tomorrow morning because I am doing the 13.1 miles again.  Nonetheless, tonight I am throwing all self discipline to the wind and having a Bellini. Maybe even two.  Thank God it’s Friday.