Keman and I slept in, waking up around noon. Actually I guess that's pretty typical for a Sunday. We had lunch at the Italian Store, an italian deli in Arlington that is perhaps the best deli in the area (they carve the insides out of their sub rolls to make more room for the meat!) They're ALWAYS packed when we go there, and today was no exception. This time we were smart enough to call ahead, though, so we only had to wait about 5 minutes for sandwiches, instead of the usual 30-45+ minute wait.
Got home, opened a bottle of the 2003 Romance wine we got at Mediterranean Cellars on Saturday. Mmm, wine... *homer drool*
Later, we went into DC so I could drop off a check for someone. Jaso came with us, and after dropping off the check we went to dinner. We found a small Mexican restaurant in Northwest called.. um. Margaritas Mexican Cafe, or something like that. Anyway, the food was great, they had real Horchata, and the prices were reasonable.
After we got home from dinner, Keman and I went upstairs to relax and stuff for a while. Very enjoyable, until my stomach suddenly and without warning decided it wanted to empty. I mostly made it into the bathroom in time. Got some in my hair, eww. Fortunatly this all happened after midnight, so I didn't spend the last few moments of my birthday puking my guts out. :-)
Called in sick today, of course. I feel mostly better, stomach is still a little bit iffy though.