this tuesday, i was standing in the middle of piles upon piles of boxes in my living room, about to pull my hair out, when ww called on his way home from work & said "hey how about 2 for tuesdays tonight?". sometimes i think he can read my mind. and i love him for that. we met at kavanagh's for some pizza & allagash whites, and caught up on our days. and all the sudden my tuesday was not so bad anymore.
what i love so much about dc are the little neighborhood spots that we can easily walk to at the drop of a hat. i will miss that luxury, and our strip of wisconsin ave very much.