I was so fired up about NASCAR that I forgot to say that Mrs. F and I had a wonderful time at dinner. The food was excellent (as usual), the company was the best it could have been (I can't think of anyone else I'd rather share a dinner with than the Mrs.), and we celebrated her promotion.
I'm pretty hungover this morning but she's out with my cousin . . . shopping. Go figure. So it's just the dog and me hanging out, goofing off. At least I have adult supervision. Ha!