A Much-Needed Glass of Wine & Pasta

I have somehow lost 3kg. I think it's just a total lack of alcohol and carbs. I've been flooded meeting work deadlines and musing over Choya's gut flora and microbiome. I tend to prioritize Choya in my schedule, and not even bother with much food, placing her needs above everything else. 

If I'm worried about Choya, I have no interest in sitting down for long dinners. Food for now is just a quick grab-and-go or whatever I can whip up at home. If I'm at home, I can eyeball her. I can analyze her behavior and silent cues to see if she's comfortable. 

When she was having that terrible torrent of shitsplosions, I needed to get her stable first before I think of enjoying a drink and dinner. Not too bothered about the 'dressing up' since I never do. Heh. 

Tonight was a late dinner at 9.15pm. Both the husband and I had calls to field and work to do. Then we popped out to an easy one at good old D.O.P. It's one of the rare restaurants that still allows last orders at 10.15pm. So we were totally in time for food and a drink. 

Needless to say, the Smol Girl came along and chilled out. She knew we came out later than usual, and sat at a different table. She was quite pleased. That angle worked for her too. She watched the world go by.

We didn't bother with appetizers. Went straight to mains, and a bottle of wine. Heh. I took antihistamines, so no issues having a spaghetti al cartoccio done in a white wine base. The husband is fixated on this low-carb/high protein diet for a few months. He decided to skip the beef and have a grilled seabass. He requested for it to have it done with all grilled vegetables instead of fries or potato wedges. 

It was a most satisfying dinner. That glass of wine was something I really needed. I was mindful of how much I drank because I needed to be sober. I was thankful to have a quiet night and needn't wake at 5am in a few hours to rush the dog out to poop.