Unexpected

I had one of those days the other day. One of those days where you plan to meet someone for a drink or two, then maybe go to the store, cook a healthy dinner, read a book and go to bed. Maybe do some laundry. And vacuum. Do your nails or something. A health day.

But then...it becomes one of those days. A drink or two turns into going to another bar. And another bar. And then just one more. And why don't you come over for dinner? And you buy a bottle of wine. And a cheesecake.

And there's a guy at one of the bars who is cleaning his teeth with his finger, then touching your olives. And then there's the guy with no neck. And the girl who looks kind of like Wil Wheaton. And the group of freaks, including the girl with a wig who is wearing a shirt as a dress. And the family who looks like they just arrived from BFE.

And you have pickles for breakfast. With onion rings to follow.

Those days? Those are days you cannot plan. They come along rarely.

Savor them when they occur.