Dinner and a movie

Last night finally got together with gal pals. Had dinner. Mine was boring a small salad and a chicken breast.

Then I came home and we watched the finale of Bones, from Monday. It started out with Booth being dead. (He was shot last week.) I couldn't believe it. But there we were at his funeral-I hadn't had time to properly grieve-when low and behold-he was alive and well, not showing any problems from being shot only a few days earlier. As long as he was shot the FBI thought lets catch a bad guy. Bones was pissed that he didn't tell her and blah blah. I was mad at him myself so I understood her pain.

Tonight I have dinner with more gal pals--and the cycle goes on...