To the Point of No Return.

Maybe it's a pathetic attempt to hold onto my fading youth, but I really, really want to listen to Expose right now. Remember them? Cheesy pop at its...erm...yeah. Anyway, I loved them when I was middle school: my best friend and I would stick Exposure in her boom box, hit 'play' and run out onto her deck as the music started as if we were Expose. We'd dance our asses off and look like total fools, God love us. Come Go With Me has been on constant repeat in my brain the last couple of days, so I feel I need to listen to the real deal in order to move on.

Dinner tonight was risotto with shallots, pancetta and baby portabella mushrooms served up with crusty french bread and a nice riesling. A lovely way to end the weekend, I think.

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