My wife's family is here for one more evening, and we had planned to go out to The Hobbit. A movie I haven't seen yet, and one I've been excited to go to. We were going to go to that great theater in town that serves food and beer. It was going to be fun.
And then The Wifey woke up with a sore throat. And it got worse through the day. Eventually, all three of us had to gang up on her and insist we stay home. She pouted. I think she's still pouting. But she has tea with honey, and a warm blanket, and a husband who will take care of her.
So tonight is a night in. Just relaxing without any real plans.