cozy.

I used to think that if you didn't have anything to do on a Saturday night, you were lame.

Now, I'm spending my first Saturday night in a very long time just sitting on my couch, cuddled in a blanket, and doing absolutely nothing.

And I love it.

Maybe I'm getting old, but there is something that just feels so darn good sitting here with a few roommates and, for lack of a better word, vegging.  Emily is reading, Lauren and Marissa are Bible-reading, and I'm drinking wine and blogging.  Mine is perhaps the least intelligent of the activities, but I do enjoy purging my thoughts.  its a kind of catharsis.