As mentioned yesterday, December is insane. Let’s add emphasis. DECEMBER IS INSANE! There are parties and fetes and galas and balls (BALLS!) and stuff going on every single night. Sometimes, I’m too busy to clean my apartment. Sometimes I’m too busy to do my laundry. Sometimes, I have to give the dog a bath since she found the biggest mud puddle in the Presidio and was COVERED in dried mud and forego washing my hair because I don’t have time. And sometimes I don’t have time to eat. Yes, it happens.

It happened.

Let’s just say that Manlio was kind enough to leave out the part where I started throwing the meatballs at him, but yes, I agree: Tuesday night was awesome.