At my old office, T and I would have wine and sushi fridays. Since we moved, we had let the ritual go by the wayside. Mostly because I was pregnant, but also because our new office isn't close to any wine or sushi.
This Friday I brought in champagne and sushi to celebrate a couple of big tasks that I had accomplished that morning. We were giggling and enjoying ourselves to the fullest, wondering how we had forgotten to resume our Friday treat, not caring about the wrinkle treatment we will need for our laugh lines.
Today was Sunday and we were in the office for a soap making session. T showed up with champagne. Ah, I love my life.